Is Anybody Out There ...
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12-12-12

 

new age of transparency

Have I become the anguish that
Vincent my father felt, the Van Gogh
that no one wanted to hear ...
The sins are not of my father but of mine
Humbled into being human, I ask forgiveness
in the pain that I cause
I will have no mercy
The prodigal son is coming home and its too late
Father is dead
Colour me empty
colour me with any colour

    this is my ARIA

    THE AGONY SOMETIMES I FEEL

can anybody tell me how long the hunger

behold the man u two in the shadow

walk away a hollow man behind you

eyes without a face the fires burn my god

what have we done mother the horses are coming

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and the ecstasy I am one I AM coming home (mars)

back to the rivers of belief

RISING

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