[I. The Suffering]
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Skeezix bloated in petulance from the night's debauch
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Wields his mutated feline frame down from his arboreal watch
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Space 109 is always occupied by the countless faces who tried and tried
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Bruises from an unseen source as chronic abuser runs his course
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There is no remorse
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Sinewy limbs reach through the bars to collect the carcasses of souls
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Given over the deeds of infamy, Skeezix took his toll
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The ungainly truncated form of the docile Pipsisewah
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Subtle in demeanor yet with powers that beggar description
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They call him by different names
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Some call him Gilgamesh, the man who has never tasted death
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The size of the room is half as large cause you walked around it twice
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And you walk again with both eyes shut cause your fears became your vice
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[II. The Battle]
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Tormentor underestimating the power of the Pipsisewah
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Confrontation on the grandest scale the outcome already known
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The child whose humble prayer set the battle of ages
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Torment no more
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[III. The Victory]
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We call him Jehovah who's always near
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And you can win the battle when you pray without fear
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The weak are victorious when the strong reaches down
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And the ones who bring sadness will bow to the Crown
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The Skeezix Dilemma Part II (The Improbable Testimony Of The Pipsisewah)
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