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Art is dead

by Bury What's Left

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Death of Art 02:56
Mothers talk to your daughters, fathers speak to your sons, they are acting like they don't care, they're sleeping in the mud. Dysfunction in the system! The generation of drones incapable of love fed by greed! Consume! Consume! Priests talk to your gods, heretics talk to your demons, they are acting like they don't care, they are killing everyone. Events spiral quickly towards the inevitable center, so we must act with haste! Should we let our art fall to the hands of the misled and weak minded, fifteen minutes of fames? Silence! Have you every feared tomorrow? Have you ever cried of despair? Have you ever starved? For every girl i fear to accost when i needed to stand up i ran away for everytime i fall for every time i fail i write a song... Artists speak to your muse or try a different drug you are acting like you do it for the money and not for us... Events spiral quickly towards the inevitable center, so we must act with haste!
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Despite the years of failure, i still want to fly, falling into the void, i don't want to die. Long dried blood rots on the canvas, the artist is weary he's starving, his vision blurs. He hasn't slept for 3 days. He hasn't eaten for a week. He hasn't started to paint yet would death bring relief? He wanted the world to start to move backwards. He wanted to feel he wanted to touch. He wanted the wind to gently stroke his face. He felt for her love... felt for her grace... He wanted the Earth not to be his cage. He wanted the ground not to be his grave. The clock is thicking it can never be stopped. The sand in the hourglass will never stuck. The deadline is coming closer but art is dead, the always open mouth got silenced and fed, with all the filth of the world, he is tattered and torn but he will return. Despise the years of failure, i still want to fly, falling into the void, i don't want to die. I thought that i needed to be dead...i thought that it would help... I am fed up with all these meaningless songs. I am fed up with always taking your side. My wings might be broken but i will always try, to fly away from here and despite my falls, i get up from the floor with broken legs, with broken heart, and broken chest, my heart gets stronger every time, i bleed out all my fears we shouldn't fear the fall. Noone stays young enough to understand these words! Noone stays young enough to learn to love the world!

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released April 10, 2015

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