I sleep inside the machinery
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Letting it all go
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Wait, keep, preserve the cold within yourself
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What more is there to know
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Watchin' seven holy man bring on the funeral bell
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Flashing it so all can see
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They sink it in a pond
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Torching open corridors up and down and inside out
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I close the gap that bears my name
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My hart and my soul
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The hours stop and fill the room
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I cannot see the sun from here
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Bloated red and black like death
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I've seen it before
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Somewhere there's a one way street
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Leading to an empty house
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Maybe you will find this town called Apathy
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I wait for you there
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Apathy
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