The ideal Revolutionary

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What use is love to a revolutionary?
What use is love if it pulls him down.
What use is love to a revolutionary?
What use is it if it weakens his heart.

But why still I crave for it?
But why still I search for it?
I have no place in this world,
Why would I need it?

What use is life to a revolutionary?
What use is it if his goal is not filled.
What use is gold to a revolutionary?
What use is it if he loses his hold?
What use is gold to a revolutionary?
What use is it if his gold is filled,
But his goal remains unfulfilled.

Then why so I still crave to live?
Why do I still want to feel that bliss.
My goal has not been fulfilled,
But I want my gold to be filled.

I want to denounce it all,
Leaving this world behind.
People like me don't belong,
Anywhere in our lives.

Hold this soul of mine,
While i hold the pure heart of thine,
Give me thy comfort long,
And keep me close thereby.
I know I don't belong here,
But now I think I really don't care.

No!I am being corrupted,
By thine love.
I am a revolutionary,
My heart should be cold as stone.
But why so I still crave for thee,
Why have thou made me plee?
I am a revolutionary,
My mind should not fall,
It should be always lifted high.

Why does thee want to hold mine hand?
Why does thee not let me go?
I am to be gone,
I am but on the run.

People like me don't belong,
People like me really get lost.
People like me sacrifice their lives,
So that others may thrive.

Once the revolution is over,
Maybe I can come back.
Once the revolution is over,
Maybe I can belong.

But I am a lone wanderer,
Lost in this world,
But I am a lone wanderer,
Who can't settle down.

Once the revolution is over,
I don't think I will be around.
Don't cry now,
You will only put me down.
Be strong my love,
For you are not wrong.

As the sun comes up everyday,
To shine it's light,
Before the moon comes to play,
Everyday I am sure it will rise,
The same way I am sure,
There shall be another man,
Who shall love thee more.
There shall be another man,
Who shall make thee forget,
My eyes and my smile,
I hope thee understands.
For I am an untouchable flower,
And I can bloom only,
If I am left alone.

~Fin
The Dead Revolutionary

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