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A Call For Help

Oh, garden of hope, garden of light
Send me a sign to free my dark mind!
The dead are climbing up on their tombs
Falling again, crying, stuck in the ooze.

Oh, elderly oak, tree of my soul
Why was I breaking the rule?
From deep puddles filled with black mud
I've wanted to drink only one cup.

Oh, now, why do I want to be saved?
With my life, what was supposed to be meant?
Staring in terror, seeing it pass
Wires keep dragging my face through the mass.

Oh, my body that tried to survive
Bring the dreams back inside my mind!
Burning in boilers, placed in a line,
One hour of torment, hanged by a vine.

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