As through a glass darkly you seek yourself,
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But the light grows weak while under Yggsdrasil.
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A basket of eggs may you count your days.
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Though your gut lies filled, only shells remain.
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I can tell you've been drinking by the scent of your breath.
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Another little sip, a bit deeper in debt.
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You can rest your head in your wrinkled hands.
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But when you awake, you're in another land.
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In fields of green rolling on endlessly
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You find a fallen nest where there is no tree.
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Mark the brown furred hound tied to the mandrake root.
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Dare you carve a face in that virtue food?
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I can tell what you're thinking. I see it everyday.
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I'll help you with your coat, see you on your way.
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Sure you want to go walking on a night like this?
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Look, there goes another one now. One day I swear they will not miss.
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As through a glass darkly you seek yourself,
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But the light grows weak while under Yggsdrasil.
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A basket of eggs may you count your days.
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Though your gut lies filled, only shells remain.
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Basket Of Eggs
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