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Promethean Misery
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Portrait of My Need
The painting on the wall stands alone among busy textures It's shades haunting, each brushstroke hypnotising my soul My focus forced upon this gruelling beauty The portrait of my need I want to be her
She walks alone through dreary smudged streets Blackened buildings towering over her steps Acid rain pelting at her grey skin Fog and night sky blinding her And yet she walks
She doesn't see the streets she walks Isn't afraid of its looming walls She doesn't feel the rain, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Or the blisters on her feet as she walks
Her black hair dull and matted Her clothes but old charcoaled rags covering her morbid body Her eyes hollows in her face Her soul is dead
She doesn't shiver from the cold She has no worries, no thoughts, no tears She just keeps walking I wish I could be her (end)
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