Lancealot Whiteknight

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Distraught and divided,
one´s conscience decided,
we shall not coexist
thoughts of profanity,
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Youth underlying,
textures of the past,
a road to choose,
which is the better,
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The brutality of ones conscience mind,
perhaps a God in me but he makes me blind,
seeing no longer, but listens more stronger,
guided by sounds and sensation,
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The only one i ever loved moves now on,
away from the ghosts of our past,
she moves on.
greeting her present with the future,
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, tittar mig omkring,
, ser en annan person
, frågar han vad tiden är
, inget svar
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Beware my love,
My love is average,
Beware the lies and deceit,
It will tear you in to pieces,
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A bird in a tree, tired of flying and wants to be free,
looks at the ground and whispers to me,
"i who have flown so many miles,
must not continue this aviation of skies,
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Softly speak to me. Tell me you´re lies and deceit,
fill me with your jealousy and defeat,
poison me truly as you did youreself,
cut me a hole to repent what you stole,
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En parkbänk i staden så ensamt står,
att ingen promenerar förbi,
fåglarna kvittrar i morgonens sol,
men ingen tjuter för parkbänkens stol,
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when jesus walked to his death
bloody wounded and out of breath
was he worried or was he blessed
for in his agony all mankind would rely
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When death approaches,
be so wary,
and remember that life is also scary.
a friend of mine he did,
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