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And each time it leaves me out of this world Sometimes it's sneaking up on me I am feeling sharp paralysis breeze Howling through me every time I feel alive Beneath the orange glow incinerating I'm combusting now I want out But there's a screen of intangible pattern In front of my eyes so I'm blind With my mind Make it to the next one With all the shroudings still in tact Make it through the warfield With a navigating mind in head Slippery climb to better things Ridiculous apparition Slippery climb to better things The trap's apparent trap's apparent And don't bother with the clenching now The root loses it's hold Make it to the next one With all the shroudings still in tact Make it through the warfield With a navigating mind in head |