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a bit of prairie to seed that other earth I hold inside my mind

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Torn

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caught up in a storm inside my head

through a variation in a dream voices scream

out of the decadance of its climax hearts are bleeding

the mere notion of logic has taken a back seat to reason

each of us goes through a channel

parralel to the sun from reasons of the beyond

we unlock different chambers that push open a door

to be transformed into the mere odyssey of a figment of our imagination

we drift into the never world of beyond space and time

to a place of quietness & solitude

alone in the duration of the sun having fun

yet deep inside we are being torn from the remnants of suicidal visions

the conquest of death's door reality

the visitation of a city fixed in the vision of my dream

a mere twilight awaits the great light giving me way to sight

 

blood soaked fervor of ellusive tongues speaking lies

the peril of the deranged lunatic running a bit wild

his vomit is the color of red filled up with dread

torn inside again from a flash of the never world

this timeless place of the hidden dragon awakes

blackened dungeons with restless souls in hearts bleeding turmoil

the mockery of eyes filled up in desolation bleeding sulfur & ashes

acid looms through this barbed wire creation of zomnie heads in duration

yet I stand in awe of the forest that I left behind

wondering when I could go back for a visitation

in my dreams a whole host of revelations torn up in idol fantasy

branded by its folly with a sweet solvent of love

the one thing that makes me last and keeps me strong

for it won't be long until we reach the path that ends with heaven's door

like a mouse stuck in a maze getting lost in a purple haze

the lone blade of grass reflective in the forest's domain

gives me reason to go on and sing a triumphant song

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