Deadline

Your thoughts are simple
 you scream it out
 your expression is grim you
 don't have to be loud
 But one day is coming
 you can't just avoid
 your thoughts get assuming
 your fingers adroit
 Muscles reaching the line of pain
 sending memories to holy brain
 your own deception appears as true
 paves the way for the absent clue
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 You build a weapon thing
 that should free your mind
 so what would grow two wings
 on your own behind
 Muscles reaching the line of pain
 sending memories to holy brain
 your own deception appears as true
 paves the way for the absent clue
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 In the margin of madness
 you don't realize
 that things are blessed
 which you criticize
 that the world is colorful
 which you see in grey
 and the men aren't cruel
 that you see everyday
 Muscles reaching the line of pain
 sending memories to holy brain
 your own deception appears as true
 paves the way for the absent clue