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Inside a cage of my own ribs
All the breaths are caught in their trap
Gloom flows still from interstice and blinds me
coats my eyes
I climb the spokes
Of cold slippery ladder
To reach the triumph at any price
Higher and higher
Let the river burst its banks
Rise up from torpid enfeebled body

Lash is a separate independent being
Dearer to the godly heart than human ever was
From the birth to the moment of death we fall
Losing gestures, thoughts, feelings, and words
No breather
No breather
Dashing along
On and on and on...

Gloom flows still interstice
and blinds me, coats my eyes
Let the river burst its banks
Rise up from torpid body

Higher and higher
Let the river burst its banks
Higher and higher
Rise up from torpid, enfeebled body...
...and there will shine a light
Out of a cage
I'll force my way
Through the imprisoning bars
Forward
The beast of burden
Lash is a separate independent being
Dearer to the godly heart than man ever was
From the birth to the moment of death we fall
Losing gestures, thoughts, feelings and words
No breather
No breather
Dashing along
On and on and on...
Inside a cage of my own ribs  All the breaths are caught in their trap  Gloom flows still from interstice and blinds me  coats my eyes  I climb the spokes  Of cold slippery ladder  To reach the triumph at any price  Higher and higher  Let the river burst its banks  Rise up from torpid enfeebled body    Lash is a separate independent being  Dearer to the godly heart than human ever was  From the birth to the moment of death we fall  Losing gestures, thoughts, feelings, and words  No breather  No breather  Dashing along  On and on and on...    Gloom flows still interstice  and blinds me, coats my eyes  Let the river burst its banks  Rise up from torpid body    Higher and higher  Let the river burst its banks  Higher and higher  Rise up from torpid, enfeebled body...  ...and there will shine a light  Out of a cage  I'll force my way  Through the imprisoning bars  Forward  The beast of burden  Lash is a separate independent being  Dearer to the godly heart than man ever was  From the birth to the moment of death we fall  Losing gestures, thoughts, feelings and words  No breather  No breather  Dashing along  On and on and on...