| Sealed in encasings of canvas and steel.
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| Twisting, contorting your mind.
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| Lost in a vision of tourture and hate.
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| Now you must turn to yourself to discover,
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| That you, and this sanity.
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| Walk, through this fantasy.
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| To end this lunacy.
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| Scratching and twisting you try to resist,
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| unfortunate victim of pain.
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| Locked in a room in a world of despair.
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| Increasing the volume it’s time to discover,
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| That you, and this sanity.
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| Walk, through this fantasy.
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| To end this lunacy.
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| Bars that hold you back, into the past
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| and you must not be held, enslaved.
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| You’re trapped here, in the cage.
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| Link
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| Dark, deep, corners of pain.
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| There must be a light here to find.
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| The rotten dismay,
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| Of a braincell decay.
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| A twisting and turning,
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| contorting, converting,
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| decline.
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| Bars that hold you back, into the past
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| and you must not be held enslaved.
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| You’re trapped here, in the cage
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| All the kings horses and all the kings men,
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| are trying too brand you insane.
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| Screaming and bleeding you lie in your cell.
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| Increasing the volume, you have discovered.
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| That you and this sanity.
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| Walk through this fantasy.
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| To, end this lunacy.
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| Bars that hold you back, into the past
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| and you must not be held enslaved.
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| You’re trapped here, in the cage! |