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Glorious monuments standing high,

A glorious people asking why.

Winds of change passing through,

Yet all who see find nothing new.

History repeating with drum beats meeting,

Banners waiving red again.

Bring them brandy and bring them wine,

On plates of bone that night they’ll dine.

Placating smells with vacating tells.

The world around them’s trying to die.

A flash in the pan the smoke clears high,

At the end of the day it clouds the sky.

A breath of fresh air for all who know

Just how far they’ve still got to go.

The treasure’s dying as pleasure’s trying

Nobody’s left to give.

Away from this the sprit flows,

Away from this an open wound goes,

The life blood’s dripping, it’s not pain it brings

Liquid sin’s slipping, some saint it sings.

Salvation is nigh, though children decry

Oh why oh why, tell them that from on high

A prison’s not created, though it is revealed

Through not an empty choice,

But a pointless force of voice.

It’s amazing what washes the soul away.

We’re tired of striving while still denying,

There’s nothing left beneath it all.

Above the wreck it must be built,

Above the neck we cannot wilt.

Strip it all away.

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Isis101
23:33 May 02 2010

Wow! This is an awesome piece, my friend.

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