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[burning_buddha]

IRONY

the tides of sin draw tighter and brighter.
the hours become heavier and weigthed.
and the shadows smile, dark and wild.
this is when hope and desire collapse.
the arc of the dream decends into despair.
when innocent lovers dance
like angels on fire.
this is when the night comes down,
a hammer on an anvil,
and the only absolution accepted
is a legacy of brutality.
a single note rings on and on and on.

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DESPAIR

here dwells a snake, one thousand miles long
coilded, one thousand miles deep
eyes like candy, it has eyes like candy
hard and blue,but soft as kittens feet
out of sight or in the element of light
it could be a devil, it could be a angel
with spiders inside a vision from hell
its spine is a vertical scream
slow as concrete, blurred as a dream
it spins round and down on an sxis of atrocity
fueled by inerta, depth, radius and velocity
its soul- a twisted wreckage of despair and pain
and the spiders inside are just praying for rain
killing time killing time
and praying for rain
one thousand miles deep