9.Moving On
At the end of my tether
Faithless, friendless and wrong
Speed forth revelation
Deliver me from this deathly curse
I e been sat here far too long
Depressed and giving none
My pale skin haunts the sun
I must get moving on
And I e said all this before
But from my life I e been divorced
For love and psycho hum
I must get moving on
Open wound bleed profusely
Drain me till I pass out
Lead me on through the doorway
Ascend in mirth to resplendent rebirth
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