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Shackles of the Past

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SHACKLES OF THE PAST

So our history begins in the shadow of things
That stood before our time.
And with time we may show that we might someday grow
Out of our shapeless lives.
And refusing to talk, or to strike, or to walk
Out of line.
The voice of God is in our minds,
We can shape it if we try,
Or like so many succumb to the tide
Of authority’s hold on our lives.

So we stand out beside the worlds in our minds
To see like eagles see.
And the images there strike the chords of despair
Awake far memories.
But the fires that burn, causing table to turn:
Destiny.
To break the bonds, be free,
From chains of ancestry.
To deny the heresy
And embrace reality.

But our time is cut short by the battles long fought
As our backs play home to knives.
We feel forced to believe in the shallow reprieve
Of our shallow graves and lives.
And the maggots and rot, that soon are our lot,
Are despised.
The process of decay is our life,
We cannot stay the tide,
It consumes our flesh and mind
Often before our time…
More of an ode to british Post hardcore pioneers Leatherface than anything else, but it's nice...
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vashley's avatar
AHOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
creepy word = Decay
:o (Eek)

~~Vashley