Infant of Secrapolis
Why are you so stubborn?
Why do you crack your head
And mettle out various ways
To seek what you can't find
Pursue what you will not get
Relentlessly chasing after the wind
Your tongue speaks ignorance
Your eyes do not see
The mind is filled with conjured visions
That makes up your reality
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