Like a Moth to the Flame

Absolute Perpetual Death

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No one ever thought this one would survive Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind Lock you in a dream, never let you go Never let you laugh or smile, not you.

Behind the door The poison door We search the still hours Looking For a place to hide ...

I hear the roar of the big machine Two worlds and in between ...