| Swinging changes of endocranial hypertensions
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| Mark out first week after surgery
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| Continuous supervision of bregma
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| And cranial circumferences it’s needed
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| Awakening binds him into a terrific agony
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| Even the smallest contraction
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| Mean as natural and desperate call for help
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| Is trapped by an infernal mechanism
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| Composed by pipes and gauze’s ropes
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| Which repress each movement
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| Even the smallest in order to aid the drainage of fluids
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| Sometimes men thinks they know how to chase evil away
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| The helplessness of a creature
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| Monstrous goatish mass
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| So fragile so innocent
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| Facing such a deep pain
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| Make him feel alone
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| Hurt and scared
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| And where you’re feeling scared and hurt for a long time
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| Fear and pain turn into hate
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| Under that mask full of frills
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| Which where organized with care and methodical hypocrisy
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| Cruel tyranny of cosmic laws reigns supreme
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| A rare form of syndromic craniosynostosis
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| Discloses a fruit that smells like evil
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| Out of a white curtain
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| That’s hanging to hide that awkward theatre
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| Stands a shape with grim and clovering features
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| Which ominous shadow is underlined by feeble half light
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| He’s got triangular shape
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| The cheekbones are flat the palate is narrow
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| The forehead is high and towers above the face
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| Until it reaches the nose
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| The blasphemous king reigns with supreme composure
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| During that disparaging sabbath |