Don't fall asleep To the weeping of the birds Don't fall asleep In this room of the fallen Don't fall asleep To the breathing of the walls Don't fall asleep In this room of loss Don't fall asleep In the arms of dead air Don't fall asleep In this symphony of the **** "Time stands still in this chamber of pain The clock stops and the horror comes The children cry and weep In this room of the unforgiven Lie down because you'll never leave Lie down, but don't fall asleep" The signs show slowly with the dark They glow brighter as the shadows grow deeper Blood marks on the walls and the ceiling and on the floor and the doors, oh how they flow! Little voices like the whining of the birds As the closet door opens I still can hear them screaming And the shape... Is it me on the piano? Playing the symphony of the ****

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The unsaid tone of weak despair fail to resonate frayed ends of our binding threads will disintegrate By laws our physiques state failure to communicate none too sentient hear no, see no works its magic against all function ongoing choices the trials will end filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left indecision/nonvision matters taken away Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak Soon the battle is over Lost to apathy So overcome with pointless tears to test pain receptors nothing matters ever here put up a nonreaction these eyes will never see covered up from reality The unknown world that you deny no priority cannot fail if you never start how predictable i want to know where did it end for madness to start always the skeptic and never be part introvertive/nondescriptive it matters not not

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