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Oft I wonder...
As my mind s eye fly its own course...
Into those places,
that I cannot wander...

Where are they, those dark and hidden places...
That I cannot wander to?
Where is the place...
A place my mind often travel to...
That place I fear and hate,
but still so long to go...

For I see my freedom there...
The freedom of my my mind and body...
I see great walls of stone...
And I see beyond that silvery sea...

I see... Alas! I see... That silvery sea,
by the end of the walls...
Flowing into ever black infinity...
Becomming the spirits of the twillight...
Those free spirits,
I see them and I wonder...
Mayhaps I am the only who have seen...
The spirits, the stars, flowing into the darkness...
I wonder... May that there bright star whirling about...
Be my spirit of old?

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Does it bother you, did it not obey you?
Does it anger you, did it not please you?

Does it bother you, did it not consider you?
Is it killing you, did it not care for you?

(I pray) these sores will never heal
Come touch with broken skin
I pray these wounds will never hurt
Come touch this broken skin

Did you want to pull the strings?
Become the master of all things?
And punish this, my gravest sin.
Bitter enemy of this, my broken skin.

You can never let this go.
Your superficial mind torments you so.
Bow down and admit defeat.
Old, weak and obsolete.

(I pray) these sores will never heal.
Come touch with broken skin.
I pray these wounds will never hurt.
Come touch this broken skin.

Gone too far, I ve gone too far, is this me?
I am not me, am I somebody else?
I am not me, I wanna be myself.

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I want you to descend.
I want you to fall down.
I want to be the end
- of everything you ve ever done.

The cities that I built,
The forests that I grew,
Got stained by your filth,
And now they smell like you.

YOU STINK!
JUST!
LIKE!
THE PIGS YOU ARE.

How long? How long?
How far are you willing to go?
How much? How dry?
I have seen the devil s eye.
- And it is you.

The world shut me out.
I see your faces in the sand.
But if I reach out,
You re gonna break my hand.

I want you to be here,
I want you to descend to,
This pathetic mind-made sphere.
The perpetual end.

I want to be the end
of everything you have ever done.

Always forgive,
never forget
Its just like me to pretend
and give into her every need
showing no signs of defeat
Thirsting for you,
Thirsting for the tears you cry
Waiting for you,
Waiting for your pleading cries
Don t be blinded by her
Don t be blinded; its disguise
Don t be blinded by her eyes
Skin so soft and pure...

Could you whisper in my ear
The things you wanna feel
I d give ya anythin
To feel it comin

Do you wake up on your own?
And wonder where you are
You live with all your faults

I wanna wake up where you are
I...

Gigin alone at the bottom of the hill
Our protagonist named Bill
Sets his sights on an anchor steam pint
All he, needs is thirteen quarters
Congregated in his hat

A crow, a scavenger type
California redemption, provides him with his rent

Sztyl od kilofa

Już idą wielką zgrają
Już krzyczą a nas tak mało
Już biją trzeba uciekać
Ich gniew słychać z daleka
Już pęka stalowa przegroda
Już leje z armatek się woda
Huk petard rozrywa uszy
Już strach pazerność zagłuszył

Sztyl od kilofa w ręce górnika
Nie można już kłamać
Nie można unikać
Nie można udawać
że dziura w budżecie
że tak by się chciało
że nie...

Feel like change

Everything changes when you think about it,
there s not much you can do about it.
But another broken Irish sat on park bench,
Feel his life like a gut wrench,
like it s passing him by.
So I feel like change,
I feel like walking out and standing in...