The Sick Deep Under

I see the lightYou’ll never reachIt turns my mindUntil the day I dieThese are the days of my lifeJoin me the dead shall ariseI perished aloneBy the garden of sorrowsIn the vale of tearsBy the sick deep underI hear, you seeThe works of wisdom in my earsI know, the wayto a higher state of mindbeyond the realms of lightI’m squealing for oblivionI’m dressed in whiteMay I overcomeI’ve seen the lightYou’ll never reachIt turned my mindUntil the day I died

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