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From my black tongue words of scorn
out of darkness my ways were born.
I can still fear their presence
the thoughts within my mind
frail dreams of wayward essence
a deal that's you unsigned
so mean, unclean and godless
the roots I'm scared to find
their needs are often heartless
like truth that's long declined.
Strange and vain are the feelings
as my mind can flow free
these unpleasant revealing
can they really be me?
My thoughts will pull me under
life spinning round and round
where will it stop I wonder?
No trace of solid ground like seconds into hours
my days are passing by
I'll climb an endless tower
as life's an endless lie.

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