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Whisper to me oh my anaesthesia.

The meek shall inherit the earth today

Oh sing to me oh my blessed amnesia

What once was asunder is whole once again

Drifting in and drifting out, of consciousness of paramount.

Media—power slave, welcome fame—hate the change.

Broke thy cage. Flew away

Trust Morpheus to tame your dreams

The more you burn—the more you learn

Where echoes stir—the nameless yearn

Hollow dreams cloud your mind

Fill the darkness with your light

Star of wonder star so bright

The blind lead their own to paradise

They shattered his iron resolve

They built him up just to tear him down

They crowned him king

When he was a young they stained his name till he was done

They stained his name till he was done

Let the wolves come lick and thy wounds

The howling wolves roar outside.

Raising black dust and grime

Riding on shapeless mist.

Snapping at Achilles' heels.

How they feast their sallow eyes.

Licking, snarling, bloody lips.

Will the world's chosen prey, possibly be still salvaged?

A serpentine, twisted life, fill the darkness with your light.

Star of wonder, star so bright.

Every conscious martyr is crucified.

They devoured her self esteem.

They fed her pride just to win her smile.

They crowned her queen

Then watched her sin.

Scarring thoughts in a broken mind.

Scarring thoughts in a broken mind.

Let the wolves come lick and thy wounds.