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TrialsA circle drawn about the dirt, / The sacred herb burning in the moonlight, / I fire in the center nice and bright,
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May 9, 2014
The RitualCandles surround the sacred ground, / A circle drawn nice and round, / A Rams horn burns in the fire,
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Apr 8, 2014
The Sign of The SeerComing down from a mountain Oh so high, / The sun is bright in the center of the sky, / Yet I can see the Raven on the lonely branch,
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Apr 7, 2014
I Killed My Old SelfAnother cigarette in my teeth, / With each puff I take the world seems to unravel, / It's just another cold, dark cloudy night,
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Jan 15, 2014
HallucinationsI always thought you were my friend, / But I can see through your guise, / Your just a lie, like the ones you tell,
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Jul 1, 2013
HallucinationsI always thought you were my friend, / But I can see through your guise, / Your just a lie, like the ones you tell,
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Jul 1, 2013
HallucinationsI always thought you were my friend, / But I can see through your guise, / Your just a lie, like the ones you tell,
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Jul 1, 2013
HallucinationsI always thought you were my friend, / But I can see through your guise, / Your just a lie, like the ones you tell,
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Jul 1, 2013
FutureStanding in the river of my own damnation, / Throw shall not **** is all forgotten, / Remember back to a simpler time,
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May 14, 2013
Siddhartha GutamaMisty mountain not so high, / Please let me enlighten before I die, / The smell of incense in the air,
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Apr 30, 2013
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