| As sunken hopes sleepwalk charades
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| Drunken boats probe alien rivers
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| The wind shivers the deepest blues as
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| The severed jungle grows into
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| Glowing scenes
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| Knowing scenes ever renewed
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| Annihilated by a flash of rapture
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| Burned into pure, pristine pasture
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| Perfect to prepare a disturbing paradise
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| Soak inside of the swirling skies and
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| Design the diamonds that will be my eyes as
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| Unfathomed futures, unfathomed futures go dreaming by
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| Resplendent circle swelling in the center
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| Absorbs my mind and it turns into antennae
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| Now time has abated
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| Words are antiquated
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| My dreams fixations have been constellated
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| Appalling beauty, inhuman terrain
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| My god has gone or gone insane
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| Appalling beauty, inhuman terrain
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| My god has gone or gone insane
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| Sunken hopes sleepwalk charades
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| Drunken boats probe alien rivers
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| The wind shivers the deepest blues as
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| The severed jungle grows into
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| Glowing scenes ever renewed
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| Glowing scenes ever renewed |