This dead orchestra
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play on instruments
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strung with the fibres
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of my mind
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And skeletons dance
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they have no voice
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and no complaint
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But I am still flesh
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and will not serve
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you vampire fools
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bringing you life
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by invoking dead
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I'm tired of telling stories
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with this ghostvoice of mine
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so you can say you don't
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believe in ghosts
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You drink me animal
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wasted on my madness
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leaving me blank and empty
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But tonight
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I'm Houdini
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Gonna kill my shadow
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penetrate your sanctum
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See your loss
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through your eyes
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and laugh as two
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you not knowing why
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and wanting to die
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Ad Absurdum
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Arcturus |