Overheard Through The Walls Of The Invisible City
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telling those who swarm around him his desire
is that an appendage from each of them
fill, invade each of his orifices,—
Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah
until, as if in darkness he craved the sun, at last he reached
—Until telling those who swarm around him begins again
(we are the wheel to which we are bound).
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