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    [lyrics by K. Nardi/except*]

    Twisting the images
    Watching them grow
    Into what they are not
    Forget we forgot as they fed on what's real

    The path I fell onto
    Of tears wades through
    Await the demise
    In sorry disguise from the things that I feel

    Time does not exist
    The days as thin as mist
    Deep within my eyes
    There is a heart that died long ago

    What is it going to take to get through to you?
    To open your fear-blinded eyes?
    Because there was this fear that would tear at me
    That by our own hands we would fall

    These clouds can pass no light
    Just silhouettes of tired life
    Sorrow begging, why?, for answers miles and miles from the truth

    Endurance and patience lost
    From fighting this holocaust
    Destroying within and eating its way from the core

    Time does not exist
    These days are meaningless
    Deep within my eyes
    There is a heart that died long ago

    What is it going to take to get through to you?
    To open your fear-blinded eyes?
    Because there was this fear that would tear at me
    That by our own hands we would fall

    *Forgive this heart
    Long stagnant with its blood
    For it is here, within my suffering
    That these, the altars of the soul have creaked
    Suffering Hour...
    Suffering Hour...
    Suffering Hour...
    My darkest hour is now

    What is it going to take to get through to you?
    To open your fear-blinded eyes?
    Because there was this fear that would tear at me
    That by our own hands we would fall

    [* Taken from 'THE SUFFERING HOUR', a poem by TOM D. LISKEY]

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