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In the attic
There is a small hole
Every night, there's the sound of creaking footsteps
When that eye peers through

My room is a display case
Where body parts
Doze in pieces

Yes, try to touch me
With just your gaze
A fever sweeter than anyone's love
Scorches my skin...

I want to stroke
Your dust covered hair
But you cannot
Come over to this place

On the slippery back of a red lizard
A dark excitement
Is climbing up the wall

Now, come down
In spirit only
Into the depths of my dreams
And you will know me
Much deeper...

The thing that I want
Is in those eyes
A sorrow as blue and distant
As the depths of water

Now, come down
In spirit only
And let's fall
Into the depths of our dreams...
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