Ghostfire
smoke mirrors
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Over and over this picture just ainât right
Itâs smoke in the mirrors and twisting of the light
It never changes, seems it never will
And over and over this picture canât be real
I can follow you no more
Itâs all so hollow like before
The weight of terrible conceit
Is on your feet
I will suffer you no more
It costs too much to fight this war
The blood of long forgotten lands
Is on your hands
I cannot linger anymore
For time moves slower than before
The deeds and dangers of the dead
Upon your head