Fluctuations... the turning point in history for times to come
Decisions... are the weight an burden to be pushed for the next ones
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Tearing holes in logic and time only to submit to endless flogging
Punishment, mentally castrated, while the rest of us torn between endless restoring
With on foot in the past, and one in the unknown, how can we tell when every?
(Decision has been lost?)
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Undying616 - Intellectual Eunuch Lyrics
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Fluctuations... the turning point in history for times to come
Decisions... are the weight an burden to be pushed for the next ones
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Tearing holes in logic and time only to submit to endless flogging
Punishment, mentally castrated, while the rest of us torn between endless restoring
With on foot in the past, and one in the unknown, how can we tell when every?
(Decision has been lost?)
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Decisions... are the weight an burden to be pushed for the next ones
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Tearing holes in logic and time only to submit to endless flogging
Punishment, mentally castrated, while the rest of us torn between endless restoring
With on foot in the past, and one in the unknown, how can we tell when every?
(Decision has been lost?)
Where do we fit in the grand scheme? why do we always claim to be free?
Writer: roberto oppenheimer
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