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Joe Rader Sep 2010
I'd rather have the nightmares
I'd rather have the worst of dreams
Where demons dance through every thought
And adorn the sickest scenes

For the feeling of these silken sheets
Now fills me up with fear
'Cause I know that when I open my eyes
I still won't find you here
Joe Rader Sep 2010
When this at last falls to ash
Well rise out like a pheonix
The eagle shall be beatin'
For these creatins have demeaned it

Brains are washed away
In the main streams current
And the path of least resistance
Gets a washed and watered version

The truth's a priceless prize
That if you want you have to earn
And pieces pure of *******
Are crystal clear once finally learned

God has set this task before me
To melt this house of wax
And though I have been found wanting
He makes up for what I lack

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