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Overdose,
Stop your beat.
Comatose,
heaving Place.

Imagine how sick with fright,
Became his bed.
Became his hymn
Became his bed.
Became

And just one black step from the store.
That gentle hearse.
That carried him.
That gentle hearse.
(is) That gentle?

SAT DOWN AT 22 HUNDRED (volts)
Ray of light
Ray of light

AND HOW 14 COULD'VE BEEN 85?
When decreed
Why not scream?
When decreed
Should've screamed
SCREAM THE EIGHTH BLACK DEATH SIN INTO THE NIGHT

I don't know.
Not knowing cause.
rear of quiet
Crowing Eyes

HE BURNS INTO A BRIGHT STAR LIKE A GOLD-CHASED BULL OF A LUNATIC.
was faulty trial
When he came
No chance stood
Knock on wood
No knock on wood

YOUNG.
YOUNG UNFINISHED LIMBS
WERE trembling.

And staring him;
STILL THOSE BEADING EYES WERE DARK WITH

HATE
&
POWER FEAR

Power fear.
Power fear.

WITH LACK OF A REVIERE
FOR THE TRUE GOD
THAT LIES INSIDE
AND SCREAMS JUST
TO SHOW GRACE
BUT INSTEAD
WE REFER TO THE BOOK