The law conserves all stains
Removed at home
They find their way to a better life
They find their way
The law preserves all pains
Endured at birth
They make their way forevermore
They make their way
Parse the debris
Parse the debris
I'm looking for something
It's looking for me
The law describes all vice
Forbidden in vain
It makes its way from vanity
It makes it's way
The law derives a price
Measured in blood
It leads the way from penury
It leads the way
Parse the debris
Parse the debris
I'm looking for something
It's looking for me
I won't be misled
By herrings of red
I won't be deceived
By visions that please
I'm not going to fall
For your foldearol
I'm telling you dear
And I'm telling you clear
The law exalts desire
Emboldened by need
It shows the way to eternal life
It shows the way
The law entails failure
To observe itself
A beacon of burning futility
A portal flung wide on a mystery
Empty, corrupt, and now you see
What I was looking for
Removed at home
They find their way to a better life
They find their way
The law preserves all pains
Endured at birth
They make their way forevermore
They make their way
Parse the debris
Parse the debris
I'm looking for something
It's looking for me
The law describes all vice
Forbidden in vain
It makes its way from vanity
It makes it's way
The law derives a price
Measured in blood
It leads the way from penury
It leads the way
Parse the debris
Parse the debris
I'm looking for something
It's looking for me
I won't be misled
By herrings of red
I won't be deceived
By visions that please
I'm not going to fall
For your foldearol
I'm telling you dear
And I'm telling you clear
The law exalts desire
Emboldened by need
It shows the way to eternal life
It shows the way
The law entails failure
To observe itself
A beacon of burning futility
A portal flung wide on a mystery
Empty, corrupt, and now you see
What I was looking for
1 comment:
The unusual rhymed Verse of the Day. I like the use of "folderol". I suppose it ain't no snafu.
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