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I'm not feeling right
I've been gnawing my tounge all night
I'm not feeling well
I've had visits from the deepest realms of hell

Dark is seeping in
While the Shadows dance within
Gates are opened wide
And my Inner worlds projecting through day light

To claw my way through all this mental weight
All letters point to the collapse
The walls contracts, the chest cave heave and shakes
Reliving memories of past

The day is rotten black - from this day so am I

I await the burning morning aftermath
The roaring wildness will subside
Within the crumbling shell a seed take root
The treasures brought in by the tide

The day is rotten black - from this day so am I
The long nights waking thirst - slaked with sacramental wine

Have you ever felt the morning light blaze up inside
As sun and moon hangs dark while stars fall from the sky
Have you heard the lifting fury of the trumpet call
As you loose all sense of self and identify with all

I'm not feeling right
I've been gnawing my tounge all night
I'm not feeling well
I've had visits from the deepest realms of hell

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