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A Dim Shape

When you tricked them into your condemned dream You didn't know who would have control Where it took seconds to shape fortunes Your pains it weighed

is a backstep, A cruel noose around a young neck. They teach our children in the classroom To respect a madman on a rostrum, To praise the dirty works

owl awakes and calls a name tells a story of a world accessable only at night... "This ain't no dream..." Legend tells of a yesterworld a dreamscape

an owl awakes and calls a name tells a story of a world accessable only at night... "This ain't no dream..." Legend tells of a yesterworld a dreamscape

afflicted and corrupt Demons, powerful forces of the underworld Brought forth, grabbing your soul as you die Imp, shape-shifting face evil fiend Devouring sins, putrid feast Out of the dim

longer Yet vision is all that mathers To a wayward traveller Another dream... another dream is all we are longing for In every shade, a fragment of light, In every shape

reduce that faggot ass nigga Who wanna jump like a frog to a tadpole Gag it up, sliding through the ER, batted up A tube in your dick, you can't piss

found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott And down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a

SHARDS AND IT'S COVERED BY A STRANGE LIGHT OF PROMISED RAIN WHERE DOES THE PATH FINISH? WHERE DOES IT DIE? ON THE GROUND I SEE,A PAPER, "WAR" A THREADBARE