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"The Theme Of The Fool"

The sunrise hallows every day
Thy cold hands gripped around my neck
The anthem that parches my throat
The theme of a fool

Seduce the fools with whiskey
The counterfeit ones with lies
Perched upon a vacant nest
O’ I carve my name on hierarchy

The darkness creeps amidst the breeze
The method of the gorged observers
The evident is far too bleak
And the black has been altered crimson

Oh cry thou forged abhorrence
Suffer by the hand that feeds your worthless existence
Cease to be, thou loathed coherent idiocy
Thou art the theme of a fool
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