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And so you awoke in miserable upheaval

And none of your devours withstands in hindmost hours

Mislead while you're asleep

In vast decomposition

Evoked by a fig's transition

You're descending into deep

And for all that's in the world

The lust of flesh and the lust of the eye

And the vain glory of this life

Is not of the father but it is of the world

And the world passes by and the vain glory thereof

Glance into your madness

That lays within your sense

And grateful springtime's masquerade

will restrain your nothingness

Dig me out

Take me home

Don't let me lying here

Dig me out

Carry me home

Don't let me dying here

And grateful springtime's masquerade

Will restrain

You're a nothing