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A mighty and unprecedented thought |
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A vagrant memory from wilderness |
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Where the civil and the servant are sought |
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And tracing living death is frivolous |
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It's this I leave for you alone to press |
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Yet comprehension I doubt for myself |
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The cane that leads the blinded but a guess |
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This trivial barometer of health |
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A reckoning of sorts, 'twas left upon the shelf |
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A tectonic fault plagues the mind of man |
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The blameless shame of dreams undreamt within |
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I am the echoed conflict, not the span |
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The pleasure of the motive, then the sin |
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Stigmata is the shepherd of the skin |
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The cloak of greater chaos shields the sane |
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From inertia of the linear spin |
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The rupture of the twist imbibes the brain |
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From where I cast the cane, so too doth come your flame |
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A rooftop dungeon and jigsaw romance |
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Permeates the refuge of unreason |
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The conceptual conclave - change each stance |
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Through varied mutations of the season |
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By soul and mind conspiring to treason |
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To unify and segregate as one |
| [07:44.441] |
Always is the remnant of a lesion |
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Out frailty inherent in the sun |
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Our madness has been spun, our web design undone |
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On gaining sanity - we think alone |
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A mosaic of ancient hopes, we hold the chisel |
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But we dare not touch the stone |
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One cannot break the magic from the mould |
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Nor know the fate of dice that haven't rolled |
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Stack your unmatched driftwood upon the pyre |
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Then dare to think the madness is controlled |
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So as you pause, fool... bleeding from the wire |
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From where you lost the flame |
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So too doth come my fire |
