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On the road...

Would you always thank for making you a mockery?
Crucified on the one of this telegraph posts…
They follow your way through the land where nothing can be changed
So, maybe… better bring closer the end
«Leave me hanging on this pole!
I can’t see the road – there’s nowhere to go!»
Why should we fight something
We can’t even know?…

We can’t even see
That drug is slipping in…

Feel!
Walk in my shoes!
Feel my heart loose in the gloomy blues
Can we heal
The world that is bruised and burned?
Caught in this shell we welcome the hell
On the road… (on and on, the road goes)


They told me I’m made of many cast-off things
They tried to persuade me to throw the junk away
But I collected broken, torn and killed
And brought them ‘gather into real
Emotions of untamed potentiality!
And finally let it go on the road!

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(c) Lestat de Llamorte et Memoire d'Ardente
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