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My Socrates

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Hey you, close your riven roseYou`re a poet, priest of nowhereAnd your polished, seemed attitude brings you moreYeah you, you`re a reckless angelYou`re a heartbreaking soldierAnd your splendid insanities brings you moreSo come into my mind and breathe into the morning lightCome into my mouth and breedSo we shake, shake, shake, shake into the sun like an arrowAnd we burn, burn, burn, burn into the world once againYou`re a sweet-raped hole, such a desolate soul, wearing a crown of M80`sAnd your livid insanity brings you moreSo we shimmer in the shame of gods ethereal rainCanting happy death heaven eerie blissful and vainAnd I`m guilt in the fire irresistible irateLike burning witches on a Sunday afternoonAnd I`m spirit, I`m death, I`m belligerent, I`m cleanI`m not some pretty kill wiseacreSpit into this dream about stains in my heartI`m sustained in mimicryJust to feel holyI`m feeling oldSo I watch the clock tick in the corner of the roomHungry little black books feeding Sunday schoolsAnd I`m drenched in the fire of a thousand agesWhoring glories for the pouring manAnd I laugh and I laugh as I throw it awayMy heart fills empty again and againAnd I glisten in the forest of a thousand black rosesFeeling holy and feeling smallAnd I bleed like Jesus and bleed for youLike spilling Socrates, imitation to feelIf I were God, I`d watch you fall downTake me back, take me backMy sleeping angelThe one that ran away

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