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By The Mobid Hatred...

Formed By Your Impatience....

As I'm Absorbed By Four Dead Spaceships....

Taken...

To A Mistakin...

Place Witch...

Is'nt Sacrid....

As I Face This...

Anchient....

Masion...

Five Conception Vessels Open....

Deceptive Friends Will Hold Him...

Down...

So Most Men Frown...

When Approached By The Omens Ground...

Of Enlightenment...

Excited With....

This Silent Trip...

Your Eye Lid's Split...

Wide Again...

Only To See The Signs With In...

Binding Men...

Behind The Trends...

And Vibrant Benz...

Your Stylish Friends...

Don't Really Care...

Feeling Fair...

Might Make You Human...

Or Just Materialistically Stupid...

My Spiritual Vision Dream's Are Useless...

I Know My Fate...

Lead's Me To Open Gate's...

Where You Hope To Make...

Your Way In...

Before The Days End...

I'll Say It Again...

Listen With Your Yi...

To See..

New Sceens....

Your As Free...

As The Animal's At The Zoo...

I'm Like The Master Known As Lao Tsu...

Sound's Grew...

Through The Grounds Dew...

I'm Around You...

Because It's Ment To Be...

Like The Scent Of Tree's...

In The Pretentious Breeze...

Witch Extends To Me....

Tendentious Sceems....

Have Effected Team's...

To Break Up...

Like Gay Slut's...

Witch Take Nut...

To Inflate What...

We Call Our Selve...

In The End  We'l All Be Bared In Hell...

Trying To Write Out Our Problem's, But It's Hard To Spell...

Carved In Braille...

Is The Shark That Smells...

Your Blood In The Water...

It's Some Thing To Alter...

Like Time It's Self...

Sitting Behind The Shelf...

Right Before You Open It...

You Hold Your Lips...

Thinking About A Former Kiss....

In This Shorter Glipse...

Of Life...As It Is...

Imagine This...

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