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Let The Truth Sting

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  • The hour is out of joint Black sun has risen And the river of words Is flowing on through The cages of tradition And theyre handing out emptiness Well take it cos its given Free with this plastic innocence And these standards of living Questions lighted questions Burnin holes into my head Hanging like shadows oer the sun Staring out like the eyes of the dead And sometimes my soul flickers When the wind of change blows cold Over the mire of repetition Down the corridors of rigmarole What I say, what I think What I put down in ink Im only trying to find a way to understand And I mean no harm Im just searching for calm In the storm of mankind Do you find it there In the sea of faces That drowns you everyday Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces Where children and rottweilers play Is it buried in the praise Given so cheap With a meaningless movement of the jaws In the looking glass That flatters you Or in the rattle of hollow applause Blind circle, moon and sun body willing, mind undone One pain ending while another begins Lies, ruin disease Into wounds like these Let the truth sting From the hub to the limit Through the urban hollows Out into the poles of the extreme To echo through the numbness Of these godless minutes In the shadow of delusions regime And here watching the night As it opens like a flower And the day starts to rust Feeling time pound Like a silent hammer On this empire of dust And Im thinking bout the bullet And the tv screen, the dollar, and the clenched fist And if were searching for peace How come we still believe In hatred as the catalyst Oh through the borderline In front and behind One pain ending While another begin Lies, ruin disease Into wounds like these Let the truth sing Yeah Let the truth And I feel it from the pit of my stomach Into the ditch of my mind Inside the chambers of my heart As I stare half blind At these walls of cardboard At this space that Ive rented At your beauty that is crumbling Though you try so hard to prevent it On and on Body willing, mind undone One pain ending while another begins Lies, ruin, disease Into wounds like these Let the truth sting Let the truth sting Let the truth sting

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