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Another life finds me numb |
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Permeate my weakened veins |
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Motion |
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Confusing me |
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Marble dance in ecstasy |
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Endless worlds beckon me |
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Opening my brainwashed mind |
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Feeling the shape of where I have not been |
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Tasting the rage of the ice and the green |
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Falling through the light, the few become one |
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Beneath the sad eyes and the weight of the sun |
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Feed on me |
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Laugh at the sky and its love for the ground |
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Touching the rough, odoriferous sound |
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Eat of the fruit and the bird in the sky |
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Rejecting the Zen, understanding the dry |
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Season the sect of the seven unseen |
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Gaze from the path to the bold and the keen |
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Once here now stay |
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Blood turns foul grey |
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Orb is the seed, lust draws my eye |
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Craving the tree as the river runs dry |
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Beauty caresses, senses I bleed |
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Stare at the rain to the one that I need |
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Dark final rape |
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Forging the blade, mapping the spine |
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Ripping and tearing the flesh that I climb |
