Patti Masterman - A Corpse

Patti Masterman - A Corpse

Imagine a place that was the paragon of creative genius br With the money and the freedom to encourage br Experimentation and invention, there was no limit- br Could such a haven be destroyed by the very creativity, br The freedom, that it represented to the entire world, br As the epitome of the elevation of man's mind, imagination, and abilities? br br See the crafty, creative bankers reveling in their freedom br To disassemble the economic backbone behind the genius br To suck the life out of the inflated balloon society, br Too caught up in enjoying it's creativity, it's freedom, to notice br The evil seeds lovingly sowed early in the last century. br It's always the strengths which leads to one's destruction br Never the weakness. A sad day indeed br But look around, and all you will see is denial br You see, it's in their best interest br To squeeze out the last drops of liquid br Before they hurl the corpse back at you.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

Duration: 01:16

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