
The Search Begins
As he walks by the black carpet
strange people cross in peace with half said goodbyes
its fame induced by dark thoughts
its greed with symmetrical black dots
lying on a wicked drunk door
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believing there he fell
roaring at the infidel
balconies stars
trucks cars
this throbbing pain in his head
so many people still left to be led
fellow friends hear this call
together we gather
to settle
to make a change
TO EVOLVE TO REVOLVE
the search begins tonight
all the past all regrets all victories lost
where is my cup of hemlock