Pocket Watch
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The person in the mirror isn't who I'm supposed to be The figure in the mirror isn't who they see at dawn I wave a hand they take a stand to try and make me flee All i know: I've got a purpose and a job Family treads light on the playful banter While the hand grips tighter on Maslow's hammer I've been dancing circles round the answers that are hidden by the chancellors Brandishing a torn banner met with fevered terror The way the sand drops in an hourglass I drop to my knees They say its all gone to plan Our hands collectively bleed Wash the sins of the other with some scotch and a feast Forget the past am i a man or the beast? I do your bidding cause i know no other path Fearful of the acts that have started their first draft Call to mass your followers i will slaughter with solace Solving problems with no knowledge of the callings or the conquest Crushing objects that will cause the solid state to be lawless My honor lost in the process cannot remember the concept Pawning off my concoctions of anger formed into toxins Objective: vomitous monster i was birthed to accomplish I've seen all the universes, you've stared at my blade I've gazed into the eyes of god, you've prayed to be saved We are nothing but a speck in the expansive crusade Pebbles aimless rolling round in the glistening cave I've come equipped with a talent to per sway the unswayed But even then im a solider, morals effectively gray They will lie in my face, declare their powers are too great I will be the master of my own fate Post haste. Ask any of my fellow man I've been through hell and back Walked through trails of ash, parties lost within a flash Blades and bones start to crack I am the one who dawns the mask Would rather perish with a blast than have the tower paint my epitaph Converse with snakes lure the green to the edge Where they can solemnly pledge Never succumb to the bends They will learn that a friend is just a means to an end And they will meet their own end if they try and bark up my fence Dogs following their master; what a good boy. A foolish little ploy to think that you can bring joy Heroism mislead Clock ticks, bring heads Spot hit, lot dead But the tower's hungers fed Come to my door step, ill give you 4 seconds Run back with your peasants You don't want to learn this lesson. When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch
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