| The book of mankind’s brain
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| Was written for a thousand times
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| And must be isolated seen
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| Research can not slip inside individuality
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| Or under neuropsychics seals
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| Now every storm that I breathe
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| And every curse I pray
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| Can make me see the night
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| And stronger every day
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| Shadow I am, and I ever will, and I ever will
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| Shadow I am in a world, in a land of shades
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| That forever rains the night on me
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| When the crows falling down in the neighborhood
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| Left no mark on the surface of dark
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| Then every storm that I breathe and every curse I pray
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| Can let me be the night and stronger every day
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| Shadow I am, and I ever will, and I ever will be
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| Shadow I am in my world, in the land of shades
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| That forever rain sundown on me
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| Not more than a gun to rule the world
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| Not more than a license for the fabric of my shade
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| Climbing out of torches — I left without a mark
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| Shadow I am, there’s a chain reaction released
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| By the rebound of will and mind
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| Shadow in my neural world
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| This chain reaction’s magnetism
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| Let’s transform ourselves in each and any kind
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| Here’s my cognition research
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| What is intelligence?
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| Shadows are human and not unable to think |