days in the cube 1
I have to slip away
in to the madness
so I can correct what change had started
I don't want to feel anymore
the hunt for purity is to exhausting
the prizes to rare
I have now ingested small towers of tablets
the windows in today's city are my glass eyes
level three of space has begun
but the stinging still exists deep inside
there is so much work to be done
to clean my soul
so I may finally own it
I have to slip away
in to the madness
so I can correct what change had started
I don't want to feel anymore
the hunt for purity is to exhausting
the prizes to rare
I have now ingested small towers of tablets
the windows in today's city are my glass eyes
level three of space has begun
but the stinging still exists deep inside
there is so much work to be done
to clean my soul
so I may finally own it
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