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The untitled dream
Administer of pain 
 Oh how much nostalgia did you spread today?
 
 I was riding on my magic carpet tied
 He is my guide
 I think you’ll find me kind
 Because I helped the sweet boy not to die
 
 Don’t judge me I’m drawing your beam
 Telling you what animal on which rainbow you’re allow to see
 Stealing your fire and sending it at your enemies
 Having a diabolical worm eating your gleam.
 
 I can be all of your nightmares
 Since the day that you embrace me 
 I got you on this exquisite race
 In my land it will lead you 
 There stand the unbelievable beauties  
 I keep them warm there so secretly
 Follow the heart ace 
 But don’t ever touch what’s in my garden-city
 Oh no ! I’ve told you too much, you’ve seen so many
 Now I should probably proceed Like the protocol told me 
 I’ll suck your soul out to you
 
 Prematurely swallowing it  
 I give birth to a new beast
 Construct his brain and connect it 
 Record his thoughts with a video cassette 
 With my sewing machine making him a grey jacket 
 
 Administer of pain
 I saw you wounding the sun
 Aren’t you ashamed of what you’ve done ?
 
 Just because today the sky wasn’t blue
 All these magic spells you can not undo
 Don’t be angry I already know
 I  worth nothing for you
 I’m like a little dwarf with one eye
 Who has dreams that are too high
 To reach and I ask my self why
  But at least I’m a dwarf that goes on 
 Singing songs in Dawnland.
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