Sunday Crunch logical pt 1 paradox

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Light slows down and stares jealous of our land, we can feel the envy messing in our minds.
Where winds are motionless and warm, the waveless sea remains calm.
In a world of immortals we walk among the gods.
Outlasting time is our damnation.
Logical paradoxes in everything we say.
Resembling numbness, calming down lysergic thoughts inside our heads.
With every star aligned we contradict ourselves.
We can't control our misery. We can't cut loose our chains in here.
The titan rules them all. Enslaved for the greater good.
With no choice at all we reach perfection through oppression.
Summon the rage within. Burn everything to the ground.
This so called Eden is no more. Freedom is ethereal.
The graves of the fallen set the background of a war the unlimited can't win.
Where winds are motionless and warm, the waveless sea remains calm.
In a world of immortals we walk among the gods.
Outlasting time is our damnation.
Logical paradoxes in everything we say.
Resembling numbness, calming down lysergic thoughts inside our heads.
With every star aligned we contradict ourselves.
We can't control our misery. We can't cut loose our chains in here.
It's time; embrace the exception. Evolve into absurd.
The titan rules them all. Enslaved for the greater good.
With no choice at all we reach perfection through oppression.
Summon the rage within. Burn everything to the ground.
This so called Eden is no more. Freedom is ethereal.

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