Corrupted? You asked me,
As if I was part of their tree.
Corrupted you said!!!?
Why ask that to me instead of looking ahead?
They rest under a banner of ignorance,
And I…….. Well, I dance, that is the difference.
My music is internal,
And it is full of wisdom; wisdom that you call infernal.
Do not share your false sense of security,
I can smell the impurity,
And still you have the guts to call me morally corrupt
Only cause I interrupt.
Nevermore would I be like you,
I never could, cause I stayed true,
True to me and to my sense of existence,
That is why I kept my distance.
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