Separate My Broken Mind From Within Your Breast

The tide of time rises high,

as the moon shines brightly in the sky,

I can feel the hands slipping as the end begins to flow,

feeble minds search for answers,

looking where there are none to be found,

misinformed skeptics fall upon their knees,

looking for a savior,

praying for a god to please,

but little do they know,

it’s not a god their faith eventually finds,

but the cause of their destruction,

the king of eternal lies.

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