See the man of hungry mind
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Never had a dream to call his own
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His sin in form of thought
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He lived to milk the minds of the blind
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To rule the sea of imagination
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And the sanity assassin
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Is coming down to steal your mind
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So he takes an innocent's vision
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The blind lead the blind, they say
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Meet the sanity assassin
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A trick of mind or the devil's whim
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On the way to tomorrow's dream
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He's fading away
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See the man with the empty soul
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Never had a face or will of his own
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So he took another's pride
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And he made a mask of faults
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Defensive anger and false emotion
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And the sanity assassin
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Is coming down in a stream of black
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So he takes what he cannot live
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The black leads the blind astray
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Meet the sanity assassin
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A trick of mind or the devil's whim
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On the way to tomorrow's dream
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He's fading away
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Sing your sweet poison, stealer of dreams
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Bleed your sweet anguish and the form of dreams are born
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Don't be afraid to dream outside the lines
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Don't be afraid of painting pictures within your mind
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Don't be afraid, your path is not of sorrow
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Don't be afraid, dreams are immortal
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Rise in the coming tide
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Wave after wave of sleep crushing down
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Hopes of the weakened and knowing
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Awash in the undertow, falling away
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Listen as the tale begins to now unweave
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The will of strong mind he'll never deceive
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I speak the words to lay me down, I am ever strong
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Against the all-knowing thief of imagination
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Dreams are immortal
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The Sanity Assassin
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| Nevermore |
