In the heart of a sycophant
In the shade of our forgotten past
When the truth is nothing but a lie
Self-deluded, believing that we will last
Overconfident that we will never die
A chaotic co-existence so vast
A poisonous breath from your lungs, a lie
This far from the truth nothing win last
Overrun by the reality, you defy
This amorphous, meaningless motion
A kiss of a sycophant
This orifice, dried out ocean
The heart of a sycophant
This amorphous
A kiss of a sycophant
This dried out ocean
The heart of a sycophant
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