The Seeking


The death 
The ban 
The ancient sand 
They keep you out of town 

You love 
You lie 
You'd hate to die 
The king has lost his crown 

The path  
The fight 
You know what's right 
But they don't give a d*mn 

You hide 
You seek 
Your words are weak 
Grow up and be a man 

They hurt 
They kill 
Create a thrill 
That penetrates your mind 

You dream 
You look 
For ancient books 
That you will never find            


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