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Agent47 -> Hope and Grief in the Same- Lyrics/Poetry (7/18/2010 0:04:54)

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Treason II
Drifting along the ocean waters
A new world will be seen
The conquistadors have found something new
The quixk of the seventh guild
Is traveling with them and
People seem hopeful

Captains lost
And bloody murder is now
A simple thought
For simple men
Is only achieved when through hell
Because when in Rome
Act like the Greeks
And When in Greece
Know when Poseidon is angry

As the ocean stirs
The men do to
For the female of death is upon them
She strikes slowly
With simple Grace
And the only escape is suicide
When the female kills
Trust is broken
People are thrown on the rocks
The captain is gone
The first mate is dead
And now know who you are


Captains lost
And bloody murder is now
A simple thought
For simple men
Is only achieved when through hell
Because when in Rome
Act like the Greeks
And When in Greece
Know when Poseidon is angry

Trapped in anger
A sinner in taste
The affair is coming to us
Mutiny needs to be rejoiced
For how else could travel be achieved


Captains lost
And bloody murder is now
A simple thought
For simple men
Is only achieved when through hell
Because when in life
Live like your dead
And stay with the tone
Because everything else is mutiny

Treason I
Left to bleed in the sun
For mere game and such
Left to die for indulgences
I have left this world for smiles
I need to redeem my self
For mutinous affairs
But death's grasp may be pleasing
At least for me

Sinners praise themselves
For the time they have left
May have been used for self
May have been used for self
And as my heart stops
And as my soul drifts
A smile is carved into concrete

The man who walks away from my twitching
Bleeding corpse simply smiles
For solitude is impossible when you want it
Only true nirvana can be achieved within death
I at least can say I knew myself
Better than you knew me
Or so I think

Sinners praise themselves
For the time they have left
May have been used for self
May have been used for self
And as my heart stops
And as my soul drifts
A teardrop is carved into hearts
A tear is carved into
Souls
A tear

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