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It’s been so long, since we were last standing
Time’s stayed still, so I’ve been planning
Plotting, and pondering about all and all
Spitting swords from my lament jaw
I’m cussing, and fussing like who gives a shit
Your crying and lying is fucking ignorant
Just dying while trying to make the pieces fit.
So hear me out, my voice that of thunder
“Come and see,” the majesty, of what goes on down under
“Come and see,” the epiphany of the souls put to slumber
It’s been quite some time, since a vile war let out
But when Venus enters the sky, it will be on route
And under the moon, blood will be known
Velvet and red, coating the cobblestone
Everyone drowns in the era,
Fire blazing through the air,
Morals are 7 times more rare
So feel my heart, it stings like that of lightning
“Come and see,” what is to be, after all the fighting
“Come and see,” this tragedy, when it’s right on timing
Be careful-truth in conscience is slightly frightening
K2
He traveled, and marveled at the world which was
Trying to find this sword of legend
Painting the world around him in glee
For he was a hero, well-mentioned
Even if Sumerian myth could not hold
Enkidu would surely help him to the treasure
Even if he was sent to murder him,
Their friendship—none could measure
And even after being slain,
Enkidu still gave him perseverance
This ancient man of mystery,
Needs to make a second appearance
