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Nothing like starting a new month with new music.

So! This song was written since... February I believe, but only now I was able to finish it. I had been putting it off for several personal reasons, and then a surgery and whatnot. In theory this one was meant to go before "Trains", but oh well.

I finally found the time to finish it, and here it is.

Original Text:
"There is no pride in calling out somebody's defects. There is no honor in pretending to be analytic when the answers were given already. The only thing that can be found in such actions is despair. Despair to prove oneself as a hidden genius, and to show the few things that were learned are enough to cover the enormous gaps found in your actions.

Refusing to accept one's wrongdoings, means refusing to accept oneself. Pretending to understand someone else's wrong doings, means attempting to show oneself as strong. The more one refuses to have their self-proclaimed axioms questioned, the narrower one's sight and understanding will be.

In the end, acceptance of the actions show the level honesty one can have. And the more one denies it, the more one's deceit will continue to grow.

And that, will only further blacken your path."


Now, less mumble jumble. More song!

Lyrics:

Your world was built
from things that you lived.
The past grew strong
and you grew very scarred.
And you tried to run
still you would sink.
You got scared
and you simply gave up.

You tried to learn
from all your pain,
but throughout your life
pain was all that you kept.
You learned the whip
would hurt so bad,
you closed your eyes
never caring to heal.

And then you'd cry
And then blame me
For what you've lived
As if I was the one who made you weak

I tried to share
the things that I've learned,
attempting to help you
to meet a new world.
But my mistake
was to believe
I could help someone
that just didn't care

Then it was me
who learned from your pain,
from all this darkness
surrounding your soul.
All of your thorns
and all of your blades
were there to stop me
and to murder my will

And then you'd cry
And say you're proud
Of what you're now
As if you had learned anything from it


And you will cry
You'll say you tried
You will believe
Your own lies.
You will deny
Your lack of will
You will sustain
The world in your head
All made from deceit