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The spirit of dream

The spirit of Dream Megala man Scratching that itch Not that of a lower level man Can wipe out a universe In the moment The moment of a twitch Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li The healthy of lean Le fat the tip of hooray Falling sideways What is the writing drug Why do poppies eat promise Trying to keep up Even the deck With desperate desire Forgive that which does not own you Seraphine You crave darkness People don't believe it When the bad guy wins Gripping a tear Dawn of the apocalypse Eyes shooting spears Sucked in by the smell of gold Caught and tortured Wreckless soul They don't sleep at night The night rebels To change the face of the day To a nightmare Of whistles and bells Ringing tolling Waking up hell..

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