Let them all who hear me rumble in fear
For I am that phantom who is the truth
I communicate what you need to know
and I tell you what you don’t want to hear.
Most men say they want to meet me someday
Most men say that they truly want to know
But when it becomes time for listening,
O, then that man drowns himself in whiskey.
Some men do have the courage, and decree
That I am the last one they want to meet
They are those that learned many moons ago
A beautiful lie is better than me.
Some men, they find they know me already
Some men, they pain to hear me everyday
But these men do know better than listen
They know better than to listen to me.
But one man wants to hear what I may say.
One man really will be so ignorant.
One man will decide to follow my way.
And that one man will then waste away.
No weapon can match my awesome power
No war can destroy quite the same as I
No weight is as suffocating, heavy.
Those are of a mere physical nature
But I am of the more dangerous kind.
I, I am only imaginary
The reason I destroy so utterly?
I kill the beautiful lies of your mind.
- Author: whoweare ( Offline)
- Published: November 21st, 2018 03:00
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Very good work here...chilling
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