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Silence

Silence will fall

Destroyed by us all

Until we fall

There remains silence

 

Noises everywhere

Make us glare

Til death is everywhere

Remains silence

 

We are all dead now

We all asked how

Until now

Silence

Spell

Words and magic

What a great mix

Some are real some are tricks

It won't be tragic

 

Once they are cast

Who knows how long they last

But the result is great

And it's never to late

 

So lets cast a spell

And all will end well

Meat

Meat, meat we all eat meat

Do we ever thought about them

About the chicken while we eat it

When they cackel for their lives

So we can eat them

 

Do we enjoy it when we eat meat

Why have we problems to stem

We don't give a shit

About the pig

If it dies or survieves

 

And we still eat meat

From the cow and the sheep

Frome the fish to the duck

And we still don't give a fuck

 

Do we realy need to eat meat

Don't they have a right to live

It's time to give

Let them go and you will see

How happy they are if they' re free

 

Exhausted

I'm exhausted

 

I can't do it anymore

I'm lying on the floor

Thinking about dying

Can't even denying

 

I'm too tired

To think of someting

That rhymes to that

Flowing

Listen close

Can you hear it

How it flows

Where it goes

 

Can you see

You and me

Following the flow

Why? I asked you so

 

That should be changed

What are we waiting for

We just need to open the door

Flying

Me and you

Flying throug the sky

Up really high

Found some food. From who?

 

Me and you

Falling through the sky

We ate some poison

From wich we die

Roasted

How do you want your steak

Shall it be beaked

Or put it on the grill

I do as you will

I want it

Roasted!

 

Why did you do that

I regret we ever met

I wish we would never known

Just leave me alone

You are the biggest shit

Roasted!

 

It smells so good

Lifts up my mood

Can't you see

Now it's just me

In front of you I sit

You will be

Roasted

Clock

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Listen to the clock

Listen to the clock

 

Same rhytm

Same date

You will be late

 

Tick, tack

Hurry up

A breeze

Can you feel

It's coming close

If there is snow, who knows

It would delight the seal

 

Soon it will be cold

Everything dies even the mold

It's geting dark too

Stay warm I wish to you

 

Now it's not that bad

It's warm and sunny

We all are still funny

There's just one thing I like to add

Don't underestimate that, please

I already can feel the breeze

Instrument

An instrument

You ever tried to play

Did you ever even hold one

You need to practice a lot

Keep going I know it isn't easy

It's worth it. Don't get sleazy

Never give up. Please do not

I know it's work like a ton

But do it and stay

Play an instrument

Life

Life is hard

You easily get tired

Wish you get fired

Just to lay on your yard

 

To reinvent oneself

To be able to breath again

You wish just to know when

When will you be yourself

 

But life is beautiful too 

Laughing all the time

Make a good rhyme

Having fun with you

 

Staying up late

Telling stories

In different categories

Make what you love to create 

 

Life is an up and down

There is no need to fall if you could flew

But you decide if you let them get you

Don't let them. There is no reason to drown

So I am good for anything

Use me as a bait

I'm going to wait

Until it gets me

Whatever it is

 

If I need to

I would do

Whatever I have to

 

So don't care about me

If I die or if I flee

 

Just use me as a bait

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