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Lelian
He would be invited to your wedding
And smile for daddy smile
Watching too much television
Got confused by that daddy shit
Making comments through the silver teeth
One eyed astronaut
Descending on the crowd
And all the horses thought the people
Gathered because of them
In these times which are ending
Reality is not what’s real but what’s being
Taped and rewatched for infinity
All the robots of her majesty
Queen of swans with laser sights
Music is eternal and soothing and
Silence does not exist anymore
We did not choose this kingdom the God did
As well as its judges and prisoners
Its slaves ruling other slaves
And riches for every one that hate bitter
Sweet salty meals and sickness in our hearts
Some are blind but aren’t we all
At the end the story repeats itself
It is rather simple
Because everything just happened at once
Again
Blessed with new attempts to understand
What kind of creatures desire their own
Self-destruction and dichotomies
Who has car wants a boat who has boat
Wants a plane who has plane wants universe
For himself
Soundless melody and deadly cold universe
But pity me I beg pity me because I am
Unhappy for all of you I require sympathy and understanding
My weaknesses must be cured
My loneliness must be just waiting room of love and this wedding
Its all for me I participate in great things
Made just for me and my appetites
I am alive
Please tell me that I am alive and that I will get through this golden valley of vanity
And despair
Which is my unsettled existence
I need to hear it and you need to mean it
My dress is fabulous
I was praised by the stars of haute coutoure
My face is beautiful
I paid for it to be
More than you David
I paid cash
Taken from pockets of lost travellers
Seekers deprived of the treasure being born royal
There is nothing to it except for misery
My brother
It is your wedding day all the horses are here
Stables are empty as
Our mothers chair
And our souls
David agreed to sing
And it sounds like
AI finally took over