Phobic And Out Of Touch
Let them dwell in their ignorance...
Look at their unreasonable fears and phobias...
Their closed minds looking for an escape
Glass eyes stare in the skies...
Broken knees and spines, pray to no avail...
Towards empty, desolate sky
It is their fears that take hold...
It is their phobias restraining them...
It is their closed minds that enslave them
Submissive cowards to the end...
Always walking towards the light.
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