Just a 15 minute song. If possible leave honest feedback, thanks. This is a poem that could easily be turned into a song.
'Sup just wrote two songs now, only quick.
Flyin' through time I understand how you changed it all
with that growing tall empire of yours that was once mine beside you.
You'll never fall unless your challenged, questioned and... overthrown.
It's just a system that is, that was outdated.
Your stir on all was a promise that was broken before it was made.
Travel with me through the stream of ecstasy that forwards to the blissful river
and forms a pure world for all.
Travel with me through the factory of applied wrongly knowledge that leaks through all
of our communities, poisoning consciousness in the masses.
But there are us few that can pull through and make the difference.
On the real scale the stoic cannot compare to the freedom and wisdom within us.
Instead it's knowledge that pulls us apart with the unwise use.
Glide the arrow of tranquility while you breeze freely.
Flow down water without no heartless body of a nation.
Kiss away sympathy, there's no need.
Oh no here they come smashing through you.
Breaking down anything that stands up in an excuse as they feel fear.
A fear of loss and neglect.
Imagine that; they'd be no longer here and the nightmare is over, the dream continues on.
Who would of thought the cost of genocide would come from sympathy.
The rival side takes willingly but does not give kindly.
Petty killed the one with no body.
Some believe the legend lives on... of course it's inside of all that fell sympathy in time
that do not benefit you.
The fait of all relies on the empire now.
You can make a change by traveling' through time and the fabric seen today.
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