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Death-type dreamingm hoping not fade away |
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And I'm sinking ever deeper |
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In the gleaming |
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And I'm weaving down through alleys of bone |
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Dermal dripping |
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Trees of people, still it lingers |
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And it's endless winding long corridors |
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Of the bleaching |
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And the grinning, never frowning |
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Skull forrest |
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And I see them haunting, skinless, forlorn |
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Swaying demons, eyeless creatures |
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Hearts still beating |
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There the fallen thickets, row after row |
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Dangling helpless, damned and woeful |
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Still they glisten |
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Then the faces staring that I have known |
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All the parted |
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All the missing |
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Here to greet me |
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Skull forrest |
