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What?
Countless voices left alone in the dark,
Whispers, that is all they are.
Why do you want me?
Why do you want me?
WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?
Are you here for the worde
Or the drowning river of confliction.
Why do you beat in this ethereal ethernet?
Why do you beat in this ethereal ethernet?
WHAT? WHAT? WHY?
Spinning words made new by the sentance.
Old words made freshly coated by that spinning.
Whispers, that is all they are.
Why do you want me?
Why do you want me?
WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?
Are you here for the worde
Or the drowning river of confliction.
Why do you beat in this ethereal ethernet?
Why do you beat in this ethereal ethernet?
WHAT? WHAT? WHY?
Spinning words made new by the sentance.
Old words made freshly coated by that spinning.
Published 8th May 2013
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