Recorded for podcast 190118
Living just to die someday
I wander far into the haze
smoking and choking to make things write
clinging and crying I reach from the night
is there a truth made blind by the Light
someone to Pine for severed hearts
while Satan dances in the dark
for what is seen is seldom real too seldom-seen
too real to feel
life moves on and Love Is Lost
to live you pay
Love's got a cost
Triumph is scarce and freedom false
to feel secure have guts or balls
for in the end is only you
too much in vain
is your heart true
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