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Open the urchin and peel back the layers

Before the crows come... Pecking, pecking

Flies have infested my skull and the buzzing never ceases

Pecking they come pecking and digging

Before the man in blue may open your skull

Like soldiers they fly in formation...

Onward into battle lest one who stayed behind

To freeze in the barren white fields

But release these straps sir

I am free to fly and I have many miles to go

To fly or flutter I must get out.

In this skin I am unclean...

Peel it from me so I may reveal myself

Shall I peel it from myself then?

Inside I am disgusting and unclean

But it needs to be seen...

There is a monster in here

Summon the wolves to clean my bones

I crave sleep...Sleep without dreams

Pecking... Pecking and digging they come

Searching for the worms...

My head is full of dirt and the worms may feast

In my skin I am filthy, disgusting, dirty and diseased

Please release these straps sir...

I've found a way out...

The smallest crack in the wall

It's free and bright and light seeps through like fire

The smallest crack in the wall in much to small

I check under bed and behind for you

I can head you breathing in my ear

Telling me things... How to fit through

The smallest crack in the wall

Open the urchin and peel back the layers

Summon the wolves...

I slice and slice... Peeling off skin

It's the only way I can fit...

the only way out is in...