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The God of Insanity


When sleep desired is found but locked away

And peace we only speak to pass the clock

That comes to beckon souls who night has mocked

But not the thief that strips the brain of day

The senseless wreck is dragged about the street

De-corked and run along the passioned curb

And papers falling pray, "do not disturb"

The records show the culprit was the heat

The crazy waters leak about the brain

As forces massed their arms about the ears

Directly struck our thoughts and pushed our tears

The one who made us rush and seek the mist

With dreams that made us feel we had been kissed

But took us over keenly, scalps to feet.












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