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dwerbi - esculent with كلمات الأغنية

we rest divided
in transgression, arbiters shall rise
i’d know that stare
you progress yourself to harbor that disguise
all the same, you’re not the tormentor
but jekyll to the hyde
think i don’t remember
the way i was left to die?
sadly, not this time

your form lies
on a cycle, which, you swivel
looked deep inside
made your superstitions superficial
count your blessings, hold them high
your tale’s not passed through secret whistles yet

have you yet to meet all shameless?
all the heathens, losers, and nameless fold
try your own poison. numb is tasteless
yet, it’s bitter. that makes the faceless bold

oh, make me into a believer
once again i’ll taste a cleaver’s edge
they ask and ask
“oh, how’d it feel just to hear you scream?
“how’d a mortal make a god feel weak?”
and i will never tell
‘course, you’re the one who aimed the bullet
though, that remark makes seldom sense
accommodated to its “fullest”
though, it’s almost as if to an extent
put a price to please the penance
ideologies so thickly tense
cats and mice have signed my sentence
you’re just he who holds that d_mning scent

in the crack that separates
ground from sky and sky from color
soul and husk are separated
drained of light and left a duller shade
beasts run amok and claim us solemn
dead need not to know of their problems
so in the shade, i keep away from all
and though it’s d_mning, who’s against the wall?

am i right?
ha ha ha ha!
i’m so right!

a result of all that violence
so, really, which one of us is cursed?
noiseless aren’t always too silenced
so in theory, i can be much worse
ichor drained
from richer veins to mine
we’re one in the same
hoping we can claim a name, a face, a time
all the same
you’re not unique but simply stepping out of line
you’ll be my momentum
when the gods give me a sign
spin the paradigm

make me into a believer
spill me like a secret, deceiver! please!
i’ve tried and tried
to hear a voice from the world above
are my shackles finally loose enough?

take a quill, it’s beating
still, you’re illed by your own tell_tale heart
the beating of a fleeting heart
take the scr_ps, the fiberglass
the remnants aft, the aftermath
the finest, silenced, time must
bring us full circle

nothing’s left for those who you’ve trodden
you’re an angel, blessed ’till you’re fallen down
dragged to your finish, join the common
loses named, engraved, forgotten now
you will meet the sins that crawled
a thousand miles to cling to your back
you can lead a circus of a hundred
but still, falter your own act
what is fear but made to spite us?
find us? guide us? midas met that cost
what are you but falsely righteous?
you’re a king as much as you are lost

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

- dwerbi

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