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and ourselves
and become one with the emptiness, sleep that we can't avoid
-       Belong together with the eternal stream

Patrick, Odessa & Lillian:

Helpless,

away and was never heard from again because later that day 
Mr Hand flew to oblivion and was transformed by the universe 
To become the thing we all know

the demon
Tempted by the easy path you link your blood to a curse
If his will turns to flame your soul burns in a prison
Chained to an axe you swing and you

no medication, no session
Can shed light upon the monster I am told to become
No theory, no medication, obsession
The smell of blood, the soothing

the swords
And then the ghost of sparta was reborn
But he's haunted by the past
With his ashen skin all scarred an worn
He's already buried family once
He can

couldn’t help it. It wasn’t her, really… she was just a vessel driven by the worm––this wicked fucking disease. 	
You are defined by your trauma. You are

grind this axe for twenty fuck off years
To get overtaken by some dickless hodag
Because a great managerial angel told me once
If you want to fuck