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I fear no god, nor any man
I only fear the things that I don’t understand
See man is too predictable and driven by skin
And religion is woven in fiction, and i’m just not convinced

But the mind is a dangerous place,
And I seem to get lost in it often
My imagination is a coffin
And my conscious is too honest

A paradigm of paradox
I’m hostage to my own thoughts
Not every cell is surrounded by bars

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from For Nomads and Lonely Poets, released December 14, 2013

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