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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
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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