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Cryptic Slaughter

Human Contrast

You tell me I can’t have my say

Why do you give me a price to pay?

You tell me I can’t make my stand

Do I have to prove myself a man?

I can’t compare with your state of being

I can’t compare with your state of mind

Do I dare ask what you’re seeing?

Do I dare ask what to find?

You tell me I’m all alone

But at least I’m not another clone

You tell me the right way to act

But is your whole life so intact?

What is life like

Through the eyes of someone else?

Why be like the others

When you can be just yourself?

You tell me the place not to be

Obviously not in your society

You tell me what life is all about

In your mind there could be no doubt