Capítulo 5: Song *Desert* (Made For Personal Use)
I hear a sound
of something bleak
Whisteling in my ear
I hear a sound
of things gone
but now I see them here
Mirages I do swear
I see all over there
Lies told I have heard
Why did you take them there
Whisteling pains I feel
always flowing through
of the love you took so dear
Anger, in magnitudes
Like a cold Oasis you once were
always there helping
time and time again
But now a biting cold
is all I feel
Each and every night
as I stand here
I heard of sound of joy
so I appeared
I heard of sound of death
so here I am
You all try to run and hide
from this place
to get away
from meeee
So run and hide from yourself
for the things you've done
I've come to claim you for myself
For the life that's now doooone
As we were left on the ground
now so shall you be
left here for vulture rot
as I laugh in gleee---eeeee--eeee
People say they hear sounds
in the deserts of deep
People say they hear laughs
from something sinister in the winds
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