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Random Poem:

Dark Ego
Bashar

Words and letters, fetters, the factory yawns
 1
Obscuring power, that tower, puts me in shade
 2
In our minds land, his hand, reared the factory tall
 3
Stand together! Break down the factory Fall!
 4
 
 
Chhist holds a spear, bring fear, mists obscure the factory rears
 5
Clothed in bark, Hark! Thy energy crackles about my head
 6
Womb of Earth, gives birth, tread lightly upon mothers soil
 7
The factory broad, a heavy load, the mind carries burdens untold
 8
 
 
Deceive cheat = power, Raise the tower! Decadence degenerates mankind
 9
How far fallen! Depths un-toll-en, the factory conceals the way
 10
Red fiends dine, our deeds, the factory holds our needs
 11
Ghouls eat the dead, our grave our bed, if the factory stands un-swayed
 12
 
 
Builders of tower, the power, they wield is unknown
 13
A boy, with his toy, they wield the cosmic axe of destruction
 14
Invisible beast, he will come for a feast, we must build the factory tall
 15
Project of construction, is destruction, of their souls
 16
 
 
Beast invisible, becomes visible, in hearts of those who fight
 17
They grow enamoured, and glamoured, with the factory
 18
Tower of desire, grown out of control, fed by manipulated fears
 19
It grows larger, and faster, the fall will be spectacular.
 20
 
 
Trapped in chains, he feigns, the unblemished in dungeons dark
 21
Aschaen without stain, your brother knocks at captors door
 22
Dark creatures, without features, bind the spotless in chains of smoke
 23
Factory full of terror, in error, we keep Aschaen in dungeons deep
 24
 
 
Chhist says, a dog bays, barren heart is the death of words  
 25
Who seeks meaning, the dreaming, believe what is said
 26
Truth, is aloof, do not conceal with your wretched sayings
 27
Release Aschaen, from the brain, the factory brings pain
 28
 
 
Clutch the spear, which banishes fear, give up thoughts of mine
 29
The words, heard, when uttered as arrows from the heart
 30
With these, attack means, sunder the foundation of illimitable births
 31
Keep the heart clear, hand grips spear, Chhist will never despair
 32
 
 
Aschaen is passive, tower is massive, his destiny is writ
 33
With his freedom, towers destruction, the creatures gather in night
 34
Angel faces, with all the graces, mask the putrid heart
 35
Devil becomes bold, the soul is sold, when superficiality divides
 36
 
 
Factories dis-memberance, is remembrance of Aschaen pure
 37
The heart becomes soft, when all is lost, factory sinks below
 38
Chhist dismembers
 39
Work is no more
 40
Fear is no more
 41
Fields are laid bare
 42
Vistas unfold there
 43
Brother is free
 44
Factories place sprouts a tree
 45
Fruit is free
 46
How great are we
 47
The fruit is glee
 48
The seed of the factory sprouts upon eating thee
 49

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