i am number 44

pick the clay up from the ground
and mold us something special
it's not everyday we see what evil is
show us things we couldn't dream of
in the middle of war
i want to be frozen in fear, motionless
like the bodies buried in a row
we're black dominoes
set up for a action until a hand comes along
a force we need because we're free
from any morality
our heads our leaking fast
our ship's lost in a stormy sea

as we lean over the edge
our reflections don't look back
we are creatures of absurdity
and we don't know which way to row

put me back together to my original form
a torch carrying modern Promethean
i want to climb the mountain
i want to walk with titans
over that hill
i want to see the sun rising
when i push the boulder
i will not dwell on its weight
a struggle and a smile
keep my head on straight
gravel in between my toes
a secret many will know
kiss me child and tell me what your name is

mysterious stranger
will you tell us if there's meaning?
we are creatures of absurdity
and we don't know which way to row

i am number 44


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