| Bent again I glimpse a past that I know never was still I see, reminiscence
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| Pulsate, breathing, starring through me
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| Something I can’t recollect speaks my mind, all thou I shun it’s sometimes there
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| Binding, gazing, intentions seems unknown
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| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind
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| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by
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| lash
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| Striking my flesh without leaving marks
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| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by
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| lash
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| My presence slowly fades with bitter taste and wings that can not bear
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| Lost, I wonder in its reek, it stirs my mind, wreck my being
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| The more I deny, it gets all clearer
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| The air is so thick, soggy surroundings, hard to breach, watching it as through
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| a facet Bewildering clatter, a spectral resonance, although I can’t touch it I
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| feel it all over me
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| A spewing shine, I have begotten this appalling view
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| As it is less of forms, the rapid shifting of shapres and moulds
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| Intangible, scent of the reviled
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| The rain of black flakes never seem to hit the pallid soil on which I’m placed
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| This trance exhibit of forbidden silhouettes
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| As shadows I see them twirling by my side, ever foes of life Chained and
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| bleeding, locked from fleeing, lash by lash
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| A tranquil mood now seize my sight, odd and calm it withdraws, all I see is
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| naked walls, My shaking stops
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| Silence holds me, motions ebb through me
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| The rotten ambience is gone as I wait for the call to wake up Eyes closed,
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| I wither, the journey back I seek
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| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind
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| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by
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| lash
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| Striking my flesh without leaving marks
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| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject |