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Wrong dimension
Did I ever tell u about the day? That fateful day they stole my life away.
Kicking, screaming, but then too weak, an innocent child, a lonely freak.
You see this was never my intention, trapped soul in the wrong dimension not to mention silent curse drifting on the ocean floor, searching, searching for the key to unlock the conscious door.
Airwaves electrified by pulses unknown to man, penetrating my mind..a map..the forbidden plan.
Lying here watching the dust settle on the empty spaces, see in their minds behind their putrid faces, castles of power hidden in secret places..they will take me there..watch me burn to a million pieces, while they feast on each others vile faeces.
Can u too smell the terror in the air? Or our u the clones I see everywhere..not sure if I even care.
Hope is lost there's no return from this place that's become my home. Wanting, wishing..what are these? I'v given up..don't help me please. The game was over from the start, the suffocating of my charcoal heart.
Kicking, screaming, but then too weak, an innocent child, a lonely freak.
You see this was never my intention, trapped soul in the wrong dimension not to mention silent curse drifting on the ocean floor, searching, searching for the key to unlock the conscious door.
Airwaves electrified by pulses unknown to man, penetrating my mind..a map..the forbidden plan.
Lying here watching the dust settle on the empty spaces, see in their minds behind their putrid faces, castles of power hidden in secret places..they will take me there..watch me burn to a million pieces, while they feast on each others vile faeces.
Can u too smell the terror in the air? Or our u the clones I see everywhere..not sure if I even care.
Hope is lost there's no return from this place that's become my home. Wanting, wishing..what are these? I'v given up..don't help me please. The game was over from the start, the suffocating of my charcoal heart.
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