As an uprising son (It hallows) As a tragedy of facts (It hallows) As an unfailing glory (It hallows) As a melody of trust (It hallows) This burden A companion of mine My mindclaw Breaking my speech A mask of panic Hiding the flesh Not more inside than inside In a time of restlessness My existence is brought into ruin How dead can life be I am the core of pain Discontent smothers life Weakness controls being All this shame on my small world Can I deprive myself of the unwanted Screaming tears Cutting my eyes Me between it And yourself Right at the end Before I started Let the worm grow Up to the deadline Will you trust me as I am now Will you respect me as I am now A fact cannot be handled as a lie It should be proclaimed as a warning No end to see and my time runs short A taste of fear enters my mouth When it grows up you can never know How to deal with it or how to name it As my show ends and the lights go down I will be the martyr of my weakness Spit it out Admire your work Contentment occurs Hope you will not find my weakness in it
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