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You want to fight with me

You believe only in reality

Secret Art in my side

You are doomed, don't ask why

People are blind

Lethargy in their mind

We must see

Another world

Wax, Your hair and picture

Let fire doing that

Needles and incantation

Your puppet in my hand

Pain stimulate the mind

Wheeze, thoughts about suicide

My ritual like a spring of blood

Materialism - dead

My little Voodoo