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Code Crack Dead Delirium
A Door To Thee Named Subtlety
A Hall Of Deep Mystery History
Stored In Pages In Your Mind
And When You Look You Find
The Directory Of Dark Inquiry
You Have Been And Are To Me
There Is No Rhythm You Are Not
That Beats Me And Gets Me Hot
Like Some Deep Down Hollow Drum
Still Playing Songs I Will Become
I Will To Grind On What I Can Find
Assume Not Vision Most Are Blind
Trapped Within Under Their Skin
See Not The Language Know Not The Signs
A Hall Of Deep Mystery History
Stored In Pages In Your Mind
And When You Look You Find
The Directory Of Dark Inquiry
You Have Been And Are To Me
There Is No Rhythm You Are Not
That Beats Me And Gets Me Hot
Like Some Deep Down Hollow Drum
Still Playing Songs I Will Become
I Will To Grind On What I Can Find
Assume Not Vision Most Are Blind
Trapped Within Under Their Skin
See Not The Language Know Not The Signs
Published 19th Nov 2019
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