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(London, England. March 28th, 1879 A.D. 3:25 AM) |
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I opened my eyes and again there was nothing to fill this void |
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Whichever path I travelled |
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It lay distant in oblivion |
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Fled out of whispering winds |
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To where voices slay |
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A cobweb of jagged sulfur |
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Envenomed my benumbed senses |
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Fled into shimmering doubts |
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Where sanity is slain |
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The lights from the bridge they bleed |
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Creating crimson streams beneath Thames' cold gaze |
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Enslaving demons shelter within me |
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Staring at the depth I see |
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Shapeshifting images of me |
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Forever these demons shelter within me |
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Struck by horror, realed with wonder |
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A face was spun in moonlit mirrors |
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Swept in fractures, pain inflicted |
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A crepuscular eve in torment mended |
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Reflections drowned in mirrors |
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Memo! ries now mere burdens |
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Timespawned for a new purpose |
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Besieged from lurking desires in mind |
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Psychomaniacal attraction inside |
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The "I" identity no longer alone |
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The sense of time forgotten - forlorn |
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As fate lay dying aghast |
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A deadbolt to insanity - I slip away. |
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From these demons who shelter within me. |
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Fingers now clung mists asunder. |
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Loathsome winds whispered unleash the fear. |
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From these demons who shelter within me. |
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Staring at the depth I see. |
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Shapeshifting images unleash the fear. |
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FOREVER MORE. |
