The soul is crying
'Cause the mind is lying
But everything turns
As the body burns
Now the mind is dying
And the soul is flying
Away from the cruelty of minds
To places with none of those kinds
To places with nothing at all
To places where even time has stalled
This nothingness
Is the final goal
Of The Forsaken Soul
Spring 2009
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