Once a bad but tractable intentNow a mischieving illusionOnce a malignant experimentNow turned to obsessionInsensitiviness of your actionMakes you want to quitBut stopping now would make it unappealingIt is all in the challenge of making everything fitIf it all works out, Reality would mean nothingUnreality's exhalationReaching your sensesTruculent force, truth's instinctionA life with no limitsDream of a lunatic idealistStarting to be imminentRegeneration beginsDream of a lunatic idealistStarting to be imminentRegeneration beginsIllegitimate experienceNullification of existenceDecomposition of realismLife is losing euphoismIncoherence rulesMentality is fooledVictim of your fantasyDesideratum 5. It should have stayed unreal His mind is the moldOf fearful eventsA matter of time 'till it's realityThe power to seeWhat someday will beVisions of the futureThrough creativityWhat's in his mind?The birth of another tragedyJust give him timeAnd it will be part of destinyAnd it will be part of destiny Brain by brain A contagion runsA virus of madnessHits everyman on earthAn acropolisHides the antidoteHe'll find its accessWhen the right time will comeIt isn't like it was meant to beNow that it's realThere is no acces he can seeHe starts to fearCheated by his imaginationPunished for his crime against humanityInnocence would be found only in his mindHe's now forced to soar through that world in his mindTo find the strong antidote that will save mankindDestiny must not turn to a tragedyDestiny must not turn to a tragedy!
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