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This is the wrong discussion, an interdicted discourse

Force too fraught to comprehend

Perpetually destroying, every argument

Because that matter's too fraught to comprehend

The ghosts are smouldering below every single ban

And they are breaking through the barren ground

To boil on the surface

The ghosts are smouldering below every single ban

And they are breaking through the barren ground

Boils on your surface

But still I won't recognise

But still I won't recognise

It's just another boil on my surface

Boils and wounds exploding on the surface

The barren ground too weak to keep it back

Drowning in a flood of ancient anger

But still hang on the set that you load

Because you won't recognise

Because you won't recognise

You think it's just a boil on your surface

But there's no wrong discussion, no interdicted discourse

No force too fraught to comprehend

No need to scatter every argument

There is no matter too fraught to comprehend

The ghosts are smouldering below every single ban

And they are breaking through my barren ground

To boil on my surface

Because you won't recognise

Because you won't recognise

There is a massive boil on your surface