The crumbled ceiling has fallen
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to the floor
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A lull replaces disorder
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dilemma speakes broken words
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of the tongue
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And still we care not to listen
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With blackened fingers
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I've touched upon the earth
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Alone in places remembered
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Misgivings race to the front of your thoughts
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The answers there are uncertain
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All the thorns of the earth creations
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Splinter the cause of aggravation
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Lies of mother earth's creation
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splinter a cause of aggravation
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The thorns of Earth's creation
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Rolling the soul with aggravation
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The crumbled ceiling has fallen to the floor
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A lull replaces disorder
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Misgivings race to the front of your thoughts
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The answers there are uncertain
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Thorn of Creation
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