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Awoke from typhlotic silence |
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Awoke from mind inearth |
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Conscious enveloping, sick feat over |
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To the shock of the white-coated |
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I returned undefeated |
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From whence others fear to tread |
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Time to fling another barrage at desideratum |
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Last rites retracted |
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So I'm trying to remember where I was |
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When I lost sight of the flickering sun |
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Perhaps to recall the beginning of |
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The downfall of it all |
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The rainbow drain-bowed |
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Ember's colour became as grey |
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On the day when perspectives lengthened |
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When what had seemed before to be so far away |
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Became to me so shockingly, starkly, clear |
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Face down in ash, choking in frenzy |
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Soon to become a meal for the many |
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As smiling eyes to glittering ice |
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Worm voices rising through all this putrefaction |
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Awaiting loss in less than resignation |
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To finish the start a tempting frustration |
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Fully expecting subterfuge, in a place of no refuge |
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No last chances for this sleighted hand |
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Away, away, lying through the last stand |
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Dead heat, soul on ice, all wishes wasted |
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Dreaming pure horror |
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Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie |
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Painting out cracked windows of the soul |
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In misty midnight black |
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Serrated blades of silver hatred |
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Ragged cuts pissing blood |
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Torn through gossamer thin desire |
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All hope and fear feeding funeral pyres |
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Whatever passed for colour |
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Has now passed on |
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Spider amongst the bar flies |
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Sinking sorrows as oceans rise |
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And fallen angels fall further! |
