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The shame of a nation,
the wound of decay.
The scars of opression,
the end of this day.

Upcoming ahead me,
tofollow the past.
Of kingdoms arisen,
my one will be last.



And i rise. Clandestine.
With a thorn of opression

a hate and a passion

I know that will never be mine.


Fear.
All your metal gods.
Fear.
with your people's hand.
Fear.
Idiotic nods.
Fear.
we'll ourselves defend.


And i rise. Clandestine.
With a thorn of opression

a hate and a passion

I know that will never be mine.


Through what you've been living.
Through out all the day.
The night flowing gently.
The cradle. You lay.

What, when your systems fail.
Will you go insane and kill?
What when the gears collide.
Will you disband o-ur will?
I don't even know.
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NigmaSin Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
This is very good, it reads more like song lyrics to me, have you composed this?
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Randomlyweir Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for commenting.
What i write tend to drive to 'lyrics' rather than to actual poetry.
And, yes, I am the sole author of this.
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