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Array ( [sid] => 180215 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Tower Of Babel Rising [time] => 2015-01-05 02:43:12 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Here in the haze
in this burning confusion
there is no healthy survival in rooms unattached...
still I
I watch as the other cripple pilgrims crawl
twisted and displaced
in a world
where everything has gone wrong.

Lost souls broken and shattered
line up
to go to the tower
and be assimilated,
with the new technology
the message of wrong spreads globally
infecting the world
keeping us confused and dazed and defenseless.

Innervisions in the confusion
reveal The stench of a lifetime
but the devourer is to strong
and the minions of evil
make sure the pain of living
never goes away.

Words have no meaning
when they are based on lies
but the broken audience is captivated
and will believe anything,
In the tower
false prophets are preaching
tortured souls applaud
what they are not understanding.....
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Tower Of Babel Rising
Date: Monday, 5th January 2015 @ 02:43:12 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: UNKNOWN_UTOPIA

Here in the haze
in this burning confusion
there is no healthy survival in rooms unattached...
still I
I watch as the other cripple pilgrims crawl
twisted and displaced
in a world
where everything has gone wrong.

Lost souls broken and shattered
line up
to go to the tower
and be assimilated,
with the new technology
the message of wrong spreads globally
infecting the world
keeping us confused and dazed and defenseless.

Innervisions in the confusion
reveal The stench of a lifetime
but the devourer is to strong
and the minions of evil
make sure the pain of living
never goes away.

Words have no meaning
when they are based on lies
but the broken audience is captivated
and will believe anything,
In the tower
false prophets are preaching
tortured souls applaud
what they are not understanding.....

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