OUR SOCIETY

Our society has painted it's mark indelibly, And deeply curved itself onto our future. Our society has built itself on the idea of lust, Watered our brains with it's desire, And cultured our growth on it's glorification. So we live to lust. Music, our most powerful conveyer of cultural growth speaks not less, Over perfectly formed beats, lust is proudly preached, Our...

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LET'S BE, ETERNALLY

I used to hear the vibrations, And see their's align in dance, I used to hear the melodies, And wonder why the notes sounded so blunt. I used to tune my strings too tight, I used to bruise strings on each strum, And break them on each pick. For I knew not how best to listen, For then I couldn't feel the music, For to me the music was just a show, And the players futile...

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