| Even now where I adjoin the wick
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| Architeuthis princeps finds himself
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| On a Quest after the religious Satan
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| For a naive sin in a desolate accomodation
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| And when the child with the bloody mouth
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| Was denied the last kiss
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| It wasn’t an answer to the last one
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| Fountain go to your Brother…
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| Then not a collar comes there of
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| Is he still red from the ice melting?
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| Why does the young copy have to like
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| The anomalies of a machine heart?
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| By now there are strange shadows
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| That move where once lonely foot steps
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| Performed the dance that cried for heaven
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| Why does the young copy have to like
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| The anomalies of a machine heart?
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| By now there are strange shadows
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| That move where once lonely foot steps
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| Performed the dance that cried for heaven. |