Can a person truly know everything? Can a person truly know everything? With the hands of god before their eyes Ignorant of the discomforts That will lead to their demise Live inside this cold, damp prison The end is certainly nigh Struggle outside and struggles within One day like leaves in wind we’ll fly I’m sure of what’s in front of me Though what’s behind me is uncertain One day I will escape this prison Till then, I’ll peak behind the curtain Can only see what’s in front of me I am scared though not alone Through the crackles and the whispers I hate this place, but it’s my dome I’ve no other option but to atone We share the world which we cannot see And Mother Nature we resist her Won’t turn around, scared of debris
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