I suppose my will is lost to banks of beatings.

I conclude my need of love has opened up my eyes.

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Lift me up until my levitation,
it heals me while I sleep.
Come see my...

Complete my levitation it heals me while I sleep.

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I oppose a glimpse of god and a new fulfillment.

I propose a map of doors and a key that leads to light.

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Lift me up until my levitation,
it heals me while I sleep.
Come see my...

complete my levitation it heals me while I sleep!

The pages turn against the rippling tide, suicide is carved on my side.
Death’s come knocking on your door.
Whispers on the phone with wisdom.
Wisdom on the phone with time.

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I must think.

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The scripture has us crashing into the moon, memories has told us of this doom.
The desert sand has covered us in tears, oh dear.
Whispers on the phone with wisdom.
Wisdom on the phone with time.

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I must think.
I must think at the bottom of the well.
I must think to escape the claws of hell.
I must escape.

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Fear is only what you believe.
Fate is what you perceive to be.
Flesh is all we are.

Whispers on the phone with wisdom.
Wisdom on the phone with time.

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I must think.

I must think at the bottom of the well.
I must think to escape the claws of hell.
I must escape.

And for the final day I’m thrust into the pinnacle.
I’ve journeyed through the grey where colors are invisible.
 

Hush! I can hear it. I can smell its soul.
Can you hear it? Can you lid its foul soul.

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Slither.

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My seasons are possessed, my demons are invincible.
I’ve journeyed through the grey where colors are invisible.
 

Hush! Do you fear it? Do you fear its soul?
I fear it, I fear its foul soul.

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Slither.

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All is lost and yet found, creatures walking about in circles capturing all its prey with lights of love; circles of death.

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Slither.

There’s a monster on my throne.
There’s a tiger in my home.
Have you ever (never) cared for me?

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I’m a tyrant to the bone.
I’m a coward all alone.
Have you ever (never) cared for me?

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Your smile hits me whole.
Your smile hits me home.

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Dear beloved I have fallen deep in love with you.

Dear beloved I have fallen deeply ill for you.

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She will rot you from the inside!
It’s MOTHRA MANIA!

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There’s a minor eight-foot tall.
There’s a riot down the hall.
Have you ever (never) cared for me?

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I’m a scoundrel through the fall.
I’m a coward after all.
Have you ever (never) cared for me?

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Your smile hits me whole.
Your smile hits me home.

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Dear beloved I have fallen deep in love with you.
Dear beloved I have fallen deeply ill for you.

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She will rot you from the inside!
It’s MOTHRA MANIA!

Would you smile the way you do if I took out one of your legs?
Would you bare such priceless jewels if I shot off your arm!
I think not.

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Curses!

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Would you slip into imperial garments if I split your torso in two.
Would you speak so highly of yourself if I turned your teeth into chattering pieces of glass.
I think not.

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Curses!

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Come to me bride.
Whack me to the afterlife!
Come to me slime.
Whack me to the afterlife!

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You are more beautiful when you are dead.
You are definitely more valuable when you are dead.

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Come to me bride.
Whack me to the afterlife!
Come to me slime.
Whack me to the afterlife!

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I think not.

Do as you’d like.
Do as you wish.
Do whom you’d want.
Give me no part of this.

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Let me go!
Here we are, “Lover’s Toll.”

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I surrender to the fire.
I hereby a toast.
Bathe throughout the vile night.

Bathe your countless moans.
Take my hand and lead us through forbidden sand and forbidden fruits.

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Leave me love I shall not follow.
Take me there to Satan’s ball.
Taste and touch shall build tomorrow.
Tarot cards forever know.

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I surrender to desire.
I applaud to you.
Eyes of another worn wife are eyes of another torn room.
Take my hand and lead us through forbidden sand and forbidden fruits.

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Leave me love I shall not follow.
Take me there to Satan’s ball.
Taste and touch shall build tomorrow.
Tarot cards forever know.

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Leave me love.
Touch my love.
Lust my love.
Fuck my love.

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Let me go!

Here we are…

Tell me one place that harbors in your mind.
Tell me one horse that gallops through the sky.
Tell me one house that’s unlocked all its doors.
Tell me one key that masters the divorce.

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I’ve wept and I’ve dwelled in youth.
I’ve delved uphill to you with victory in my eyes.

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Tell me one trace that follows its own self.
Tell me one day that I wont ever tell.
Tell me one town that sleeps in the dark.
Tell me one way to see a shooting star.

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I’ve wept and I’ve dwelled in youth.
I’ve delved uphill to you with victory in my eyes.

It’s curtains for you.

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She blinks. She balks. She bleeds like us all.
How she blinks. How she balks and bleeds like us all.
Must she blink? Must she balk and bleed like us all?
Blink! Balk! Bleed!

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I’ve wept and I’ve dwelled in youth.
I’ve delved uphill to you with victory in my eyes.

It’s curtains for you.

Is this make-believe?

 

Under pyro mice.
Under piles of shoes.
Counter porcupines.
Fountains ala glue.
Sour Mardi Gras.
Empowered by the trees.
Calling sound marines.

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Is this what you need?

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Under pyro flies.
Under piles of shoes.
Bounty porcupines.
Fountains ala glue.
Sour Mardi Gras.
Empowered by the trees.
Calling all cars.
Calling sound marines.
Over ride me please.
Onto loner’s point.
For I bleed through a broken heart.

Deep in the perils of the dark is what we are or what we want.

Incredible.
Unimaginable.
Yet very possible nonsense.

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Look around, insist and you will find something unthinkable.
Religious Abolishments!

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Leave it to earth to cover its mold.
Leave it to god to tell the untold.
Leave it alone.
The devil denies for he cannot be if the stars are bright.

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Doctor owl, is this a good night?
Its maneuvers impossible!
Scientific Abolishments!

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Leave it to earth to cover its mold.
Leave it to god to tell the untold.
Leave it alone.
The devil denies for he cannot be if the stars are bright.

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Interrogation, Deny! Deny!
Captivation! Believe the UDO Nonsense!

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Leave it to earth to cover its mold.
Leave it to god to tell the untold.
Leave it alone.
The devil denies for he cannot be if the stars are bright.

The river runs to the north.
As the foothills lead us to a soft moist mist.
Lightning strikes upon a swollen twig,
As the trees chatter of this mystical myth.

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Save us your daily bread.
And forgive those whom are the effervescent purse of clouds.
Raindrops fall with a reigning vengeance.
Upon soil that sits on man much too still.

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Surely I could wait but I’d rather not die.
Truth be told I have no one but I love my life…above the stars!

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The river is much too cold.
Manic whispers ascend from the frozen cliff.
Grievance can only bring you to jump.
But hesitance will steer you in.

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Surely I could wait but I’d rather not die.
Truth be told I have no one but I love my life…above the stars!

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I am with God.