Words of praise go to the late
At a state of paranoia seeing evil at the corner
He preaches the good word to the bad believers
He sees his own work put to test
As the loneliness drives him to madness
All he hears are there mocking words
But fuck it am not here to judge
The demands of the world stand heavy on his back
One man's mission is taking more than was to be given
In the beginning they loved you
Followed all you claimed
Until they created, and the lust of power drove them away
Now their word is all we get
Now I leave for new horizons
I have been here for far too long
I just got to take the road to nowhere
See the world, or what is left of it
I write to let you know am bringing it home to you
All that is left of the dream that left
Now and forever
Powerfull
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