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Razor wire walls and silver tongues, Sweet lies and poisoning words,

Tell me what to think and how to see, That dreams are for the birds.

Lining up for the grand illusion,while setting up for execution to last,

Trapping in velvet roped words , no answers for no questions asked.

When today's within my reach while tommarow is so Illusive,

Through increasing disillusion,living now with one solution

Play the part their strings are pulled, led by sheppards velvet hold.

To cliffen edge against reason, against the instinct they are driven

Torn from walls of razor lies, my silver tongue and graceful eyes

Deaf unto their deceitful charm, I spread my wings take to the skies

Watching now the grand illusion, as thier lining up for the execution.

All the answers for the questions asked, with tommarrow with in my reach.