Smoke and Mirrors
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gekkoe
gekkoe jarvis, drop my needle
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and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned

Smoke and Mirrors

I cannot break his gaze

I cannot break his gaze His soul searching stare that beats upon me as hard as the sun

To what do I owe this encounter?

To what do I owe this encounter? Only my sanity

To what do I owe this encounter? Only my sanity Only the very thing protecting me from myself

Is this the beast?

Is this the beast? Is this the end of the terror that holds me by my throat?

Is this the beast? Is this the end of the terror that holds me by my throat? No

This is the beginning

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