Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Unknown

It's risky business walking out your front door
Never knowing what is out there around the corner
Hovering over you is a spirit of lies
And when the truth be told it tells a sad tail
A story of the struggle of daily life lived in fear
Where every smile was a waste and all weep as they watch the terror
No one know's what's coming
Except that it is bad for all mankind
The unknown always puts you in your place
For there are no false words about unknown things
No one can say they've been there and back again
It remains black and dead like the tree of life
Guarded for eternal life you have to walk away from the light
One more breakdown in the code of the human race
There is no telling what is there in the back of your mind
Creepy gross things that crawl all over your back
Holding you back from stepping out are all the maybe's in life
The unknown now becomes the solution for all your problems
Crafted and molded in the form of a broken man
What can you say you did with your life without meeting the unknowable?
Hooded and covered in the blood of his victims
He will now show you what life would have been like if you never had lived
And as you look down and see
It is your life just as you are living it now
Afraid of your own shadow, afraid of the unknown that you could know

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