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I have tasted it many nights upon my tongue the foreboding that worse lay in the dregs as I await some Stroke |
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Of Doom From a corner of this weeping earth ,my thoughts unfold onto this world and leave me cowering for |
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Refuge from torment and pain In silence I weep for lost memories so deep that I have torn all ties with the |
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Physical So let me build a wooden bridge to the moon and I will rip the heavens apart with my thoughts and my |
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Anguish |
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Linger in forgotten mountains all alone Cold beneath the moon Seek me and you'll find me Licking dirt from the |
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Ground |
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Mountains are mine Fountains of fine wine Never will you find For they are buried in my mind In silence I weep |
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My loneliness so deep For they are buried in time Realised in your mind |
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Overwhelming anguish seeps through these veins turning my blood to ice,never to flow again Under innumerable |
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Stars in vivid brightness my mind was naked for all to pick Now free to roam across the jagged pieces (of |
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Heaven),wrapping myself round pieces (of heaven) Thoughts start to creep around my heart in vivid brightness,in |
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Vivid darkness |
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The cold night draws in and the children are skulking With fear of reprisal,but the Mountains are Mine |
