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How do you not acknowledge truth?
You simply turn away
Appalling is the thought
And yet it happens everyday
I wish I had the nerve
But I just could not say
All the things I wanted to
Would never be relayed
The quicksands of ambition
A…
Backs by Garathe Den
How do you not acknowledge truth?
You simply turn away
Appalling is the thought
And yet it happens everyday
I wish I had the nerve
But I just could not say
All the things I wanted to
Would never be relayed
The quicksands of ambition
Avoid the confrontation
Let the fool prevail
Without challenging damnation
Watching their destruction
Their absence of creation
Washing from my hands
As it bloodies up the basin
Could have spoke the truth
Could have rose to challenge
Could have tipped the scales
In the hopes of bringing balance
Instead I remain silent
Watching without valiance
Too weak to speak release
And mesmerized by malice
Who am I really
If I don’t walk in love
Willing to watch assassins
Quench their fill of spilling blood
With the option just to speak out
Rather then standing numb
Seeing life unravel
And I, it’s silent judge
Still, I see
And still I remain silent
Still, I gleam
At this display of violence
Flashing right before my mind
And I am not defiant
An audience entertained
As the lusting of a tyrant
Truth again evaded
By the turning of my back
Left to consequence
And it’s unending wrath
Every step that I have taken
Has been upon the worn paths
For all have turned their backs
Against the courage that they lack
Too ashamed to be acknowledged
Too fearful of reproach
Too much comfort in their lives
To all that they devote
That to swim against the current
Is a struggle to their soul
Besides, what is life
If you’re not in control
You see, power is enticing
And let’s just all assume
That these paths we walk in comfort
Have all become quite smooth
At such little inconvenience
That I know what I’ll choose
But I could never say for sure
Cuz then, I’d have to face the truth
