| My third eye was wrenched open
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| Strange things I beheld
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| A host of demons dancing
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| Colossal forms of eld
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| I turned to my companions
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| They were as gone as me
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| All swept away on dark waves
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| In vessels separately
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| My third eye was all bloodshot
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| My ship made water fast
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| A mighty storm wind blowing
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| I tried to cut the mast
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| On a down and still descending
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| Down a spiral never-ending
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| I am broken beyond mending
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| I receive but I’m not sending
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| A nightmare’s just a dream but this is real
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| Surreal, surreal, surreal
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| A nightmare’s just a dream but this is worse
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| Perverse, perverse, perverse
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| A nightmare’s just a dream but this is real
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| Surreal, surreal, surreal
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| A nightmare’s just a dream but this is worse
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| Perverse, perverse, perverse
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| And so my mind was bending
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| I begged it wouldn’t break
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| I cried as all foundations
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| Would undulate and quake
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| The tiny lamp of reason
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| Would flicker, grow and fade
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| I sadly contemplated
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| The price that I had paid
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| How will it be from now on?
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| What should I say or do?
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| Tomorrow, oh, tomorrow, when will this trip be through?
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| Pan, IAO, IAO, Pan, Pan! |