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Rated: 13+ · Lyrics · Contest Entry · #2247438
Written from a prompt, to be turned into a song
You drove through the gloom
of the nightmare we made
And put the whole damn room
on the edge of a blade

As if you could extort
an admission of sin,
Write a researched report
of the mess we're all in

Cutting through eons, slicing through time
Carving a slice off the life we must climb
Mountains are deep and the canyons are tall
We've oceans of days to make sense of it all

You drive toward the sun
of the dawn of our days
But time only moves forward
despite your backward gaze

As if you could weep
and we'd run to your side
for there's nothing to keep
and everything to hide

Cutting through eons, slicing through time
Carving a slice off the life we must climb
Mountains are deep and the canyons are tall
And oceans of ages to make sense of it all

The edge of a blade holds the room
captive to a once-predicted dire doom
foretold since your time in the womb

Cutting through eons, slicing through time
Carving a slice off the life we must climb
Mountains are deep and the canyons are tall
And oceans of days to make sense of it all
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