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AFTERLIFE.

AFTERLIFE.

Waiting on the edge of darkness
For the fear to disappear
Storing memories for disaster
Making pacts with the devil for release.

They cry out, they don’t understand
They shake their heads (in the afterlife x2)
What is after life.

In darkened room the tempers flare
Why are they being kept there
Decisions made so long ago
Only now come to point of order.

And where are they all now
No decision the derision that grows.
They cry out …

Forcing face not to the floor
Proud indecision the mirror cracks
One more wheel running over feigned indifference
Smile the false condition
Hope the riser after all.

And what is there after life – did we leave at all
Now back in the decisive conclave where we hide
Not knowing, showing who we are
We battle the bemoaners battling us.

They cry out …

There can be no locking the door
Equine fantasy bolted long before
So shadow fall, fall on, yes on you and I
Before this day is out futures be Unfurled.

Like banners beseech the cry
Forward, onward, upward ever nearer it
This is the truth sought by the moment
We hide our hearts away from
For only within do we know how much the pain cost us.

They cry out …

GRUM

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