We have died
Driven to the past
Without any guidance
Taking the wrong fork
Giving up our soul along the road
We traveled further then we have before
Making this out last trip
Looking for those gates
As pearly as they may be
We get lost along the way
Searching anything to make sense
Making excuses to believe in a book
A hidden set of eyes
Looking upon you
Waiting to believe
Learning from words miss read
Taking another soul
Crowed control
Dead language
Unheard of excuses
Misguided advances
Unholy holiest
Died
Dead
Gone
Alive
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