Aisle Of Array by Oddland
To speak in past tenses
Leaves life defenseless
They're hiding they're waiting
To beat you senseless
But endure through the pain
The lucid hours maintain
This state of consciousness
Makes you feel nothing
Once you are taken
You won't be put back to your place
Down in the darkest cave...
...The brightest of days
The wait will be over soon
With one push you are over
In an aisle of array
In a world
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