The Burden & Torture of Wisdom

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[1:1] Akin to a million stars, dotted together they form a chart Is my minds entropy Wisdom? And every time i reach for Power, Misuse of the Divine?

[1:2] Am i King of the Shadow? Here your strings are mine! Can you paint the Shadow: Give him a familiar face?

[1:3] How can i see through myself? My own Mother breed as 'cattle' I was birthed on blood soaked hay! And i screamed: "What's this cursed life!?" Blessed be this creature - Who gave birth and nurtured the Male.

[1:4] I walked the inner Wasteland - Go. Crawled through the hot sand - Burn. I found the light and darkness - In. The contradiction in own mind - Hell.

[1:5] Go Burn In Hell!

[1:6] I am torn into insanity Trying to hold onto my own 'sanity' Mentally torn, i am condemned to death Exiled - I walk towards mental death.

[1:7] Watched the seven death sentences of men Saw his body pieced apart, limb by limb, in a homo sapiens ritual

[1:8] So can you escape this moral delusion? Can you face life like the ancient warriors? Can you stop identifying with emotions? Can you stop blaming the stars? Can you survive the raw?

[1:9] I wanna see your abyss, your death affected eyes!

[1:10] Darling, your eyes are full of darkness. Can you see the transactions we call love? - Why you were always mine. Darling, can you even try to hide your sorrow? - Subdue the pain with pride?

[1:11] I was sown by the seed of Violence I was sworn to see the raw of man I was sworn to the bravest I was sworn to delude your senses I was sworn to never reveal I was sworn to die this way

[1:12] A mother throws her new born daughter in a ditch, to die, she is unwanted. A son sold as a slave, to die under the burden of back breaking labor, he is never to return. In this world everyone suffers, prey or predator. No ‘pity you’- is but self petty of the naive. Yet i do not condemn you for naivety, the reason i condemn you for stupidity, is because i love you the most.

[1:13] I am the Silhouette who wear the skull of Goat. 'Demon!' i am what they condemn. The Warrior of Old.

[1:14] They say gazing into the abyss, and allowing the abyss gazing into your soul is the real downfall of man. But little do they know that if you gaze into eternity, the abyss gazes out form you. As we, the shadows cast the perception of the world.

[1:15] The paintings adorned by the innocent with joyful lives, wither and dies! Little known that paintings hide monsters and shadows, the lives and voices of those of the past. How they cried, loved and fought for the very instinct we adorn, our greatest fear of non-existence.

[1:16] Forever! Eternity before our eyes Memories of a childhood passed by We witnessed the death of our loved once Now our own life in line, as a story to be told Forever! Mere Shadows on a picture We are the faces forgotten, the unknown Stare into the Shadow’s Painting The wonders of the world

[1:17] Can you ever see me, as more than a silhouette? More than a shadow? Can you make the shadow become a human? Can you give him a face of familiarity? Emotions and caring nature? Come paint with me… The Shadow's Painting.