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I cannot grasp this black psychology My cage's walls are closing in on me The rage that surfaces is not my soul It's like a devil taking all control The violence lives in me and will not leave Like a magician with pain up that sleeve The sight of God is to unfold Memories untold For every poem's a rhyme The joke is father time We melt in twisted sexuality Substance abuse and immortality A stark obsession no one else would know Questions unanswered, how far can this go? The wall of torment, my blood's boiling To break this shell, to do what's so obscene The sight of God is to unfold Memories untold For every poem's a rhyme The joke is father The sight of God is to unfold Memories untold For every poem's a rhyme The joke is father time The sight of God is to unfold Memories untold For every poem's a rhyme The joke is father The sight of God is to unfold Memories untold For every poem's a rhyme The joke is father time |