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Take a moment
Stop and stare
Just play along
and now you're there
Can you see the image
The silver plates
Can you hear the call
of the Pearly Gates
Paradiso is calling
with its fiery game
Do you think you can
resist my name
I am perfection
in plastic eyes
I am deception
with plastic cries
I am the queen
and you are my pawns
She is my bishop twins
They are my knight stars
Take a moment
Stop and stare
Just play along
and now you're there
Walk the halls
of wax and bone
The mannequins
beset in stone
They are my stars
This you will hear
as you adore the
hands you will fear
Look at their plastic smiles
Behold their beauty set in stone
Know the wonderous fortunes of fame
The cost it keeps of your soul
I am perfection in plastic eyes
I throw my deception with platic cries
I am the voice you hear out loud
I command the platic crowds
- by Absque Iter |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/01/2011 |
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- Title: Plastic Crowds
- Artist: Absque Iter
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Description:
Reach out and touch the apple
Caress the gold with your soft skin
Reach out and bite the apple
Welcome to Hell - Date: 03/01/2011
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