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"KINGDOM OF FOOLS" |
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(2006) |
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I JUST KNOW THAT I KNOW EVERYTHING |
| WHAT
HAVE WE HERE? THE ANSWER TO MY PRAYERS YOU HAVE A GIFT THE BEST CURE FOR MY BLINDNESS YOU KEEP THE BOOK WHERE WE CAN FIND THE KNOWLEDGE IN FACT I THINK THAT BOOK WAS FOR YOU WRITTEN YOUīRE REALLY SMART AND YOU ALWAYS KNOW WHAT TO SAY WITH YOU WEīRE SAFE THANK GOD WE HAVE YOUR BRILLIANT BRAIN LETīS LEAVE THE JOKES CAUSE IīM ALREADY TIRED CANīT YOU REALIZE? IīM BEING JUST SARCASTIC YOU,FUCKING CLOWN, BEHIND THAT SMILE YOUīRE HIDING YOUR IGNORANCE OF COURSE,ITīS TOO HARD TO ADMIT ANOTHER SMILE... BUT,WHATīS SO FUCKING FUNNY? YOU TALK JUST CRAP JUST FUCKING CRAP,JUST BULLSHIT DONīT MAKE ME LAUGH ONE THING IS TRUE,IīM SURE IN THE LAND OF BLIND YOUīRE EVEN NOT THE ONE-EYED GUY |
| MIRACLES (FALSE ANSWER III) |
| ONCE
AGAIN,TO THE SAME PLACE HE WILL GO WITH HOPE AND FAITH WILL HE FEEL DIVINE GODīS HAND? WILL HE LEAVE HIS DAMNED WHEELCHAIR? THE ANSWER IS NO!.MAYBE NEXT YEAR... HEīLL BE BACK DRIVING HIS CHAIR ONCE AGAIN,PEOPLEīS PRAYING WITH SHOUT EYES.ALWAYS CRYING... TRADING SOULS,SELLDING,BUYING SALVATION AND MIRACLES THEN THEYīLL SEE SOMETHING SHINING BLESSED LIGHT OF SUN,CAUSE OF BLINDNESS ONCE AGAIN,NOTHING HAPPENS. THEREīS NO SIGN.THEREīS NO MASTER. THEY THROW COINS TO THE WATER. EMPTY BRAINS,EMPTY POCKETS... BUT THEREīS TIME LEFT FOR THE HOPELESS. A WHOLE YEAR...REFILL YOUR FAITH |
| ONCE IS TWICE |
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DONīT FUCKING TRUST YOU YOUR WORDS ARE FUCKING CRAP FOR YOU IS SO USUAL TO SWEAR THEN COMES THE STAB... ONCE I COULD HAVE... ...NOW I JUST WANNA FORGET THAT FUCKING PAST YOUīLL THINK THAT IīM A RESENTFUL... OF COURSE,I AM EXPERIENCE TELLS ME THAT ONCE IS TWICE I DONīT CARE ABOUT EXPLANATIONS YOUīLL ALWAYS HAVE SOMETHING TO HIDE NO MORE,NO MORE, I DONīT WANNA MORE THEREīS NOTHING LEFT TO SEE I DONīT CARE IF YOU LIVE OR DIE STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DONīT FUCKING TRUST YOU NOW IS NOT TIME TO BEG DONīT SPEND MY TIME CAUSE ITīS TOO LATE NOW I JUST TRUST MYSELF |
| RETURNS ARE NO ADMITED(INNOCENT II) |
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WELCOME MY SON,BLOOD OF MY BLOOD POOR CREATURE,FRUIT OF MADNESS LIFE IS THE MOST WONDERFUL GIFT ITīS NOT A GIFT WHEN THEREīS NO CHOICE BETTER DONīT CRY,JUST BE QUIET REFUSE THIS LIFE,CAUSE HERE...THEREīS JUST PAIN WELCOME MY SON,FLESH OF MY FLESH YOUīRE CONDEMNED.GUILTY OF INNOCENCE YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU MAKE ME FEEL YOUīRE THE RESULT OF A SELFISH DREAM BETTER DONīT CRY,JUST BE QUIET REFUSE THIS LIFE.YOUīLL FIND...JUST SADNESS ITīS NOT A GIFT WHEN THERE IS NO CHOICE YOU SHOULD PLAY DEAD BEFORE IS TOO LATE |
| THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT ROOTS,THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT BRANCHS |
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STILL CAN HEAR THOSE "DAMNED" SCREAMS THOSE "DARK" SOUNDS BEATING MY EARS I CANīT REMEMBER HOW FAR, HOW CLOSE TO THE ROOTS I WAS THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT ROOTS THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT BRANCHS THOSE WHO WERE BORN NEAR TO ROOTS PLACE THINK THEYīRE OWNERS OF KNOWLEDGE BUT YOUNG BRANCHS MAKE FUN OF THEM THINKING TIMEīS UP FOR THE OLDERS I DONīT KNOW AND I DONīT CARE UP OR DOWN,OR RIGHT,OR LEFT OLD OR NEW,PAST OR PRESENT CAUSE MAIN SOURCE REMAINS THE SAME THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT ROOTS THEREīS NO TREE WITHOUT BRANCHS |