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The Coronation

de Ill Conscious

I visited this world
I can not find his silence
Time
Is merely a concept
My sky is black
It circulates in all of my faith

Here everyone has their own world
Because it is a condition of survival

Your problems are irrelevant to me
I am indifferent to your fate
I just want to find a quiet corner of your
And in him to last
Visit the bottom of my soul
To be free from divine laws

I’m becoming an observer of
Your strange behavior
I learn the hate
That flows from your lips

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