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- “Broken Machine”
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- Broken Machine,
- These revelations I call mine,
- And the world is just a bittersweet wine.
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- We swallow the pills but make the same cuts again,
- Hollow out our eyes to search for more pain,
- But as we curse the Name of God again,
- We realize that death is all that’s left to gain.
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- Well; because of unbelief they were broken off,
- And thou standest by faith.
- Be not highminded,
- But fear. [Romans 11:20]
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- The machine is broken,
- Our pill just another token,
- To ride the ferry across the Styx,
- Just another river we can’t fix.
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