As I shape this heart into context
The realization of room
Makes me shiver and shake
In this room that once felt so endless
Walls and their boundaries
Came closer
The night that blackened this mind in a way
Like the sound of a window
Kissed by a brick can make
Disappeared with the first light of dawn
Beautiful blindness, destroyed by enlightenment
There's no god, we're all masters doctors or none
When did this room get so small?
There's still this paint, this mindset, this rage
Never simple nor pure
All is blurry, mirk and stale
Beautiful blindness, destroyed by enlightenment
There’s no god, we're all masters or doctors or none
Sometimes I wish I was still referred as “the dirty loud scum”
Conclusive: the room stayed relatively the same
But where once was a heart, the size of a fist.
Now is a heavy old clock, so eager to tick
There's no god
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