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the bed in which i lie, unconscious
don't know what it takes
to make room for the head
what feeds the soul
what should we know
to expect that day

grab the storm and leave the flesh

analyze that kind of dead-end situation
and enter. do you expect wisdom failure,
the seizure, follow this, follow that
shut up, observe
knowledge, look for true rage.
the bed in which i lie, unconscious   don't know what it takes   to make room for the head   what feeds the soul   what should we know   to expect that day      grab the storm and leave the flesh      analyze that kind of dead-end situation   and enter. do you expect wisdom failure,   the seizure, follow this, follow that   shut up, observe   knowledge, look for true rage.