I've seen this before, it feels familar to me.
Like an old picture you haven't seen in a long time. It's all fuzzy now though. I can't tell if it's from a dream or an old memory.
Maybe the fog will pass and I'll be able to put the pieces back together.
Set off Charon, let us sail for a realm less capricious than this one. A place where oblivion reigns over all.
There, I will rest and maybe find peace at last.



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The sickness of this world is destroying all the dreams
The fools are kings, tearing apart the soul
The race for complication, communicate reaction
The lack of heart of men, I grow distant from the core

The only way to find the power is to look inside
Increase your fall on purpose and let this river flow
Now you hold this secret appeared out of the vacuum of space
Remain in what you are, the center of your life
You made it to this point, no one can tell you how
You crawled and bled all the way, but you were the only one that
Was tearing your soul apart, you finally find yourself

~Gojira