Dead Shape Figure - Fabel with Empty Name
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The highest lows of soul I will borrow
Upon itself, their bliss and sorrow
My own sole self to all their selves
Will expand

In splendor, darkness and eternal
In you, the fear the day and bright sight

The only fear repeating
The art of dying
The time fleeting
Let yourself be taught
By league of lion's breed
The crown of empty deed

Human thought and knowledge all in vain
A restful strength, a tragic height so near
Congregation of obedient fools
Comforted under the whip

Would it be wrong would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide

The only fear repeating
The art of dying
The time fleeting
Let yourself be taught
By league of lion's breed
The crown of empty deed