Songs originate, as all things do, from the Void. But they are, as we all are, unrealized potential until given the breath of focused intent. We meet so many people with brilliant ideas. And some people with fairly cool ideas. The only thing that separates a genius from your average idea-dude is that a genius makes his ideas happen. Good or bad, they become something tangible and up for scrutiny. We respect even our enemies for this ability. But with that same breath our enemies will be disemboweled.
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