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Eternal

Eternal
What is the purpose of wanting the eternal to toxicate the only source of dreams?
Death is love, death is hate. Bring it to war and into marrige. Death is everything exept grey.
Keeps life warm and gives it beauty. You have the luxury to fear, pattern of a past in heaven.
Don't fool your self kid. Real in your eyes is an other mans lies.
We are all prisoners in different constitusions.
Some in society, some in their own bodys.
The ones that fly free and are drawn towards the light of their own gods.
Worship no one, bow down for no one, not now and not ever.
If not! Paint your world as a slave, pay for your life, work to desserve to live.
Fear of a good god makes no sence.
Terrorist and santa claus... to me, it's all the same. Good or evil, your illusion.




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Publicerad 2010-10-01 15:55



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