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Peer into the rift |
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Which ressonates with the dead silence |
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I live for the day that I die |
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In the eyes of the watchers. |
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Carefully I fall overboard |
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Faithlessly swimming |
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In the treacherous waters |
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Where I once safely |
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Navigated. |
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I denounce the world in my insomnia |
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Trace my finger over the braille like |
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Glacial lashes |
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A brain soaked with the wines |
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Of a salesman |
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But who is selling the black medal |
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Of drowning to who? |
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I saw it all! |
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But I remember nothing |
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But a sea spider and its |
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Eminence |
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8 appendages hold a quill |
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With the ink of the devil fish |
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Writing on the walls of dead cities |
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In illuminating code |
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Beating the life out of the life |
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Sink my body sink |
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The air exits, the sea accepts me. |
