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Friday, October 30, 2009

"Poet's Dance" lyrics

Sick of the disrepute
Hell, sick is an understatement
What's the limit I must defy
When you place your world upon me?
Ignore it, abhor it, label me a freak,
The bane of your existence
Show me your truth, I'll show you a lie-
The fabulist you choose to be

(Chorus)
Tell me I have no soul
Tell me I have no life
But justified I am in my ways
Tell me I have no soul
Tell me I have no life
When blood runs cold,
I'm not the one who lies

Lost in rhyme and subliminal values
Crafted with ardent artistry
Paint the pain of love and apprehension,
Twisting fate with every line
No escape in this dream, this calling,
This arcane trance of mine
Thought sinking deeper, midnight creeper
A poet's dance with time

(Chorus)