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A Cruel MirageI found my Christ in the desertRivers run dry now parched forever A cruel mirage on the horizon I take my place with the dying Unfaithful eyes your truth is failing me Remnants of time so unforgiving Unwanted being now adrift forever In oceans of sand that fill our lungs Carve it out with your tongue Let your words enrapture me The dying want to live In a boundless world of fantasy The truly righteous die alone Without a soul to give I want to be a ring around Jupiter And grace the heavens black But I rest in golden silence That whispers of despair |