Genesis

by Son of the Earth

Down side, to the stream of heaven souls
Down, in life, where no voice spoke’s
In the heart of nowhere, no one have told
At the midway I am searching the calls.
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Not my fault, I m not this world
None reason for people I’ve spoke
No way to trust in a word
And less, in the edge of a sword.
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No matter if ilogical way doesn’t stop
Just rivers will flow outside
Them all will be rasterized
For that I m dyin inside.