Lying in dreams, I rip through iron dreams Waiting for falling star of sanity Beating prophets heart Blind machines black screams Breaking out of the narrow space of sanity, saying Psychic sore never more Upside down ballistic floor Endless water, endless shore That leads you close to death Moving down this way people go and pray Rounding all the time they circle everyday Shrieking melancholy sonorating among hills Forests, woods, trees, rivers, sky Vibrating with mountains shrill, saying Psychic sore never more Upside down ballistic floor Endless water, endless shore That leads you close to death Swarms of waned stars breach eternity Fade into black, lose identity Negation of vanity, antilogic quality Looking at the sky youre watching your mind fly Floating untouched by sane truth Therefore will never die Coming stellar light, evil dark flying free Running speeding time that brings you close to end, saying Psychic sore never more Upside down ballistic floor Endless water, endless shore That leads you close to death
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