Eden

Flowing river of lies saturates you in what is the world today

As the death of the truths makes way for the birth of the gods

And the rising of men

The walls close into a feeble mind

That crushes the eggshell of true life

And we are bound to this fate

That our choices make for us

For we are slaves to ourselves

And now in this beautiful garden

We shall lose life and lose body

To give way to that which is the most profound and truthful lie

The garden flourishes and withers

As are our sanity

The walls open and we are allowed to see that which is our life

And see it we shall

Until we are fulfilled with the knowledge that we are not really here

We are all as menial beings that serve ourselves

For profit or for self-satisfaction

And as our thirsts are quenched

And we become one with our bodies and minds

We are satisfied with the divine and ultimate sin

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