Konvent — Pipe Dreams

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So, I have driven them around in these circles that just never end
How I’m laughin’ as they sprint, their pace is nourishment

The fear
The burden
The nectar I do so enjoy
The ache
The echoes
The easiest way to destroy

They came to me for guidance but my counselin’ is never free
They rolled up sleeves for red ink, hopeful signed the decree

Pipe dreams is the name of my factory
And in here all the helpless work for me
Their hunt
My game

But it happened only once, someone put down their tools and walked out
Not to bother, there’s plenty providin’ me their doubt

Their dreams, their wishes are fuel to my factory
My words
My power
Like honey and injury

Sweet talk
Blind hope
Tough luck
Makin’ it up as I go

Keep them workin’ till forever
Make them think that there’s no other way
With their eyes down
With their hands full and a smile till their dyin’ day

They think an oracle’s how I’ll be known
Till the end where defeat is all that they’ll own