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when you can feel a crescendo rising in you |
| I can see the burning in your soul, (oh look how the embers glow) The flames are dancing, high and low, (oh look how the fire grows) Cascading ice, a willing partner, Bleak, its burnt sienna aura, (a calming susurrus, hush! hush!) Chanting, chanting, chanting: When it speaks, I’ll not listen, When it screams, I am deaf, Though it sees, I’m invisible, It can choke itself to death. (hush! hush! SCREAM-) |