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Poem: Break (You) Down (Epik High Inspired)
Title: Break (You) Down
Album and Track Title: Pieces Part 1 - Breakdown
Rating: PG-13 (for the swearing)
Type: Poetry
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A/N: I've always wanted to write a 'companion' piece to the fury and cold disdain that makes up Epik High's Breakdown, and anon_chan's request for me to write one was the nudge I needed. I hope I don't scare you when I say ILU you bb ^^ Finding someone who I can really connect with when appreciating Sun Woongie's genius is a rare gift to me. Hope you'll like it. This is done in a somewhat different style than my usual. I almost added annotations but decided it was too pretentious of me, lol. Feel free to ask if anything's unclear.

NB: Credits to TheAsianMission and carmendove at worldvidz  for their translations of Breakdown.


It's 9pm and the president's on the news
He's smiling and telling the world of the innocents he abused
Just ignore the blood that's been spilled on barren ground
They're godless and ignorant and we'll take flesh by the pound
Just keep living your life like you've always done before
Just keep your head down and give an alm to the poor
Conscience is clear and look there's the door
Shut it now and you can play dumb as the devil's spoor
Litters the earth in the guise of justice
And Goliath plays the hero and David pleads armistice
The chalice in your hand is topped with the lamb's blood
And you drink deep and sing a toast to the flood
Of lies and propaganda bullshit that keeps the world afloat
While Alatheia is cast out on a paper boat
That sinks in the mud and quick, pretend you didn't hear
As she drowns in the filth crying for her shattered mirror
Go on and keep on sleeping
Keep on going through life, keep on dreaming
Just don't be surprised when you look up to see the sky's breaking
Don't give a damn even if it's made of tears and flesh 'cause the Ark's rising
They'll break the wave to bury the piper's flute in the rotting corpes
Of the ones you trampled underground, ignoring the noxious
Stench of the child who died with your silenced soul
While you're handcuffed to the chair and the president's screaming, "We need crowd control!"
No one will blame you if you play Judas to their Jesus crucified
Ignorance is the bed of the masses and you're too terrified
Keep your dreams to yourself and sing an anthem to the brass crown
Caper like a fool, to the king you're the clown
Dance with the whores of Lucifer in this Macbeth tragedy you're parading
And don't think there never was a warning
When you find yourself in the grave to mourn
The shattering of your illusions when it all comes breaking down