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digesting power,
the lizard soothes
his screaming voice
to show us where
divinity lies.

We strain our neck,
to kiss the forked tongue,
the shaman never delivered us.
Make love to his form,
the lizard loves to feel an embrace.

Are you afraid,
your father,
your mother,
the shaman saved their souls,
the one who makes you crazy,
Song of Solomon.

Start a revolution,
make a religion
said the shaman to Solomon.
Murder the fish
and cry the pain,
wet the emotion.
The ancient was never
removed from the past.
Test the bounds,
reality allows
the bird to glide.

Eat the feast
without the wine,
the grapes are dying
on their vine.
Marry a woman
and grant yourself divine,
dogs in heat
where the woman once whined.

Hold the world in contempt,
the moon is full
and the city is quiet.
Wolves howl in the distance,
one step closer
to finding the border.

Break the silence
with language,
of seduction
and falsehoods of love.
Walk the streets
with light to show the way,
a straight path
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Song of Solomon
Date: Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 12:45:48 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: eggflipper
Beautiful talk,
digesting power,
the lizard soothes
his screaming voice
to show us where
divinity lies.

We strain our neck,
to kiss the forked tongue,
the shaman never delivered us.
Make love to his form,
the lizard loves to feel an embrace.

Are you afraid,
your father,
your mother,
the shaman saved their souls,
the one who makes you crazy,
Song of Solomon.

Start a revolution,
make a religion
said the shaman to Solomon.
Murder the fish
and cry the pain,
wet the emotion.
The ancient was never
removed from the past.
Test the bounds,
reality allows
the bird to glide.

Eat the feast
without the wine,
the grapes are dying
on their vine.
Marry a woman
and grant yourself divine,
dogs in heat
where the woman once whined.

Hold the world in contempt,
the moon is full
and the city is quiet.
Wolves howl in the distance,
one step closer
to finding the border.

Break the silence
with language,
of seduction
and falsehoods of love.
Walk the streets
with light to show the way,
a straight path
to show you the end.

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