Dreams and passions lead to misery and depression
Complicated missions fall to pieces
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In my hands i hold a key,
to the door of the heart,
is what they told me,
in my eyes i have the sight,
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Deep inside within me resides the profound ability
To clear the opacity and reveal the Indecency
Of todays society, and its harsh brutality
That sparks insanity, due to cruelty and due to vanity
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Every week she steps daily in army,
Faking that she does it happily,
evenly taps it out constantly
the beat always comes to me
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Not so white banks of snow.
On melting banks, sits several large black crows.
Their interest, underneath the snow.
The Dod finds smells lost till spring.
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I wish I could wrap her up, and put her away
Lay her softly on a golden tray
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In the vacancy of the mind one can find
The depths of the darkness
Reach just ahead of your hands
The Gloom Is heavy, it pushes, oppresses
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