Would You Wait For Something Never To Come?
Past People
Government Buildings
Gentle Dreams
They thought it but only smoke, little did they know we actually were the flame
มุม
คุณจะเรียกหาใครในเมื่อตำรวจเป็นคนฆ่า และคุณจะร้องเพลงอะไรสำหรับบ้านที่ลุกไหม้สว่างโร่
รูปภาพที่พวกเขาลืมแล้ว
ประเทศของคุณอยู่ในงานศพมานานแล้ว
The road lined in darkness, my hands but fevers crooned in passing wails of light
Drift, Vandal; Render to Decline
abandoned in the garden of a tyrant, a farewell forever to the arc, with trembling hands we weave across rusted strings like their smoke in waves of worn and worried wander…
a world wondered full Thailand
"All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the
brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die."
W.H. Auden
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