(part one)
In a blanket of liquid Elysium
Glancing at the world,
Like an after shot
Was I really ever there
In that utter hell hole
That explains the manic stare
That explains the despair
And intention to go nowhere
And meet no-one
And avoid the daylight and the sun
That explains the confusion
That explains the fire
In the words that are written
The wrestle with the devil
Savagely bitten
Yearning for heaven
That explains the desire
Islands of the blessed
Sanctuary for the stressed
It was strange in the dream
I was so obsessed
And it seemed insane
That’s not my name
And the bravery of someone
Who could take a dare
To come here, alone
And the only home
And the only protection
Was the air of elsewhere
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