Smoke flares up into the sky
Deluging the path into scrutiny
Turning sight into black
Alas, there is no way to know
Where one’s feelings drift
Aside from the fog of smoke
Tell ya what
To hell with this disgrace
I shall embrace this despair
I shall flourish through the agony
I shall seek my solace
Through this smoke efflux
Yer friends are scum’n yer daft
Stop looking in the smoke maze
Wake up from your day to day haze
Can ye not see nor feel the evil within
Their hearts and their eyes?
Why ye daft fool, this smoke is a lie
I haft no time for small talk
I haft no time to waste at all
You’ll sink us all – curses – decide!
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