When your time is slowly ending,
Yet no ending is in sight,
Do not fool yourself by letting
Take away your sacred right:
Walk alone the path of wisdom,
If the company's not right.
Jailors never knew the freedom,
So they shot you in the gut.
Run around your precious circles
And forget the holy light,
Be last clown in your circus,
Smile for the sake of Christ.
Sure, you can be a witness
If you weren't given part -
Let the moon be harshest mistress
If the sun provides no light.
There is no better wisdom
Than the one that ripped your heart,
There is no truth as bitter
As the one you've swallowed hard.
Eureka
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