Mann ist etwas �berwunden zu werden.

It's amidst the realm of sleep deprivation that things become clear.
Tired... so tired... when will sleep come and claim me?
"Sleep and his brother death..."
"And the carriage held but just ourselves and immortality..."
This is not the way things end, but this is the begging there of.
It's not that bad, I'll tell you that. It could always be worse.
Remember this, my love - little secrets lie.
"Listen, you morons great and small
to the tale of an intellectuall"
Transpiring minds have to know, to see the clear
Through the storms and rolling hills,
The broken rocks and jagged shards of glass
Tear through this web of nastiness and confusion
Here is the truth I don't want you to hear...

 

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