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[01:42.22]The cross pulled from his chest
[01:46.72]Raises a welt
[01:49.28]leaden in every limb
[01:58.04]Sleep can watch for seizures
[02:07.42]The legless man had directed him to a window
[02:14.96]Window like blind eyes probed the mud
[02:27.75]The minutes that were left
[02:31.16]Ran across his throat stuffed with cotton
[02:38.56]And his mouth could hear the distant splashes
[02:46.01]A fever and his hand is worse
[02:54.92]In the silent film days
[03:00.02]He must remain an enigma
[03:11.03]They climbed three flights of stairs to the night
[03:20.06]Like a hundred pieces of glass
[03:30.25]There were numerous outstretched hands
[03:32.32]throwing shadows
[03:33.88]A pair of shadows
[03:36.18]Holding the three cornered hat of a cardinal
[03:47.52]We move on to snake venoms
[03:54.25]Oh Christ would spit on you
[03:58.59]And that's who you remind me of
[04:02.13]Beneath a musty green
[04:07.39]The wound appears to be dying