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My eyes up to heaven
You say I'd be blind
Without

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Thine rain down from heaven
You said I'd be blind
them

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words hang like vicious spittle
Dribbling from that
Close your eyes to lies
Force feed pious meat

nebulous codes and disciplines
Stick in new born throat
Instill a lie, an eye
To view a land

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Can I stick skewers in my
And whirl a dervish
Can I set myself on
To some kind of desire?

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The is golden
The is golden
Those ageless
The eyes
It's the night
the icon

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The is golden
The guilt is
Golden,
Golden,