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lirik lagu village 2 – charinus

leaves darkness in it’s wake
now i hear the h*ll hounds barking at the gate
to be honest, somes i want you to relate
it ain’t up for discussion, it’s not a topic for debate

no one there to hold us on the other side?
i once heard about a man ascend into the sky

into the sky

playing chess with spirits around
no bodies left to be found
all alone, me, myself, and i around
all sitting in a circle
sky the colour of purple
i hear growls beneath the surface
feelings of the matrix, heard us
resurrection of a dark fairy
dark trees are no more scary
moon the shape of a crease
tormund and roberta restore peace
the kingdom faeries and altador
can’t handle the silence anymore
losing track of time and place and the chessboard
rotting gourds and open sores
path forward open sourced
gpl, i pray for ringing of the bells

revive the protectors, restore order
i am the chosen sword holder
still a side piece in this story
prec*p*tator of one called holy
one who will come after me
i cast some contemporaries for blasphemy

lonelier than nemo point inna pacific ocean
loneliness only else felt in the middle of the pracific ocean
high off one of maleificents potions
envisioning a mirage of such proportions
lights in the sky are black and glowing
i take the aforementioned path showing
the reaper is glowing
fork in the path gone i took the third route
i pave my own way, no recons and no scouts
no louts
sew the seeds of depression
for tree of possession
rotting leaves of protection
and i am still here effervescent, ever*present
in my shelter underneath the thrones of heaven
water forms in droplets raining from up high
voices in my head i acl*blocked, any any deny
temperature rapidly drops
cold water hits the ground sound of a plop
waters filling in empty piles

getting soaked now, pluviophiles
protected by my navy windbreaker, don’t turn the dial
average things lost their appeal, that i’m no longer in denial

but can’t handle lose of static
the lack of traffic
fully automatic strapped upon my waistband
traveling across this now frozen wasteland

caste into the pit, heat of the furnace
20,000 leagues below the ocean surface
the tides fastly arising
those leagues are nothing
lemme add few thousand more
emitted from this blinking server
behind a locked door
trapped in a locked closet
every word uttered downloaded with curl, my compliance is posix

now i sell pennies to the well*wishers
i fish through the coin slots
i fall through a girls bait partic*p*te in boycotts
i demonstrate a demon’s trade
with a face void of thoughts
if that don’t launch a thousand ships
than that’s a helen of troy’s loss
there’s nothing in this house
it’s hollow it’s empty it’s entry will not be forced
like an eye socket stripped clean of tears
i’ve stuck in this village for many many years

- charinus

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