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Haunted by reality
I cannot bear the pain
Called by unearthly screaming
Sickened by the sane
My eyes have seen to much
The very skin around my bones
Is horrid to the touch
A tortured specimen of filth
I grovel on the floor
Something's wrong inside my head
I'm not insane but I might be dead
My eyes have seen to much
The very skin around my bones
Is horrid to the touch
I see reflections on the wall
But there's no mirror there
This place is dark and sick and cold
Why can't my mind be spared
I dig the eyes out of my skull
My mind is tearing at the seams
Self inflicted lunacy
At last fills all my waking dreams
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