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Flashes of hate burn my irises when I'm afraid

I cannot keep working on strategies to run away

Burn my irises

Burn my hypothesis

this desert beholds me, controls me

My hypothesis is burning

I'm blurring

And morphing

From stone to sand

I'm still here observing

A building

That is growing moldy

And burning

Collapsing in front of me

Tonight I see that the black house is burning

I feel that all my ghosts are moving

And I would, I would

Run away from darkness is dancing around me

The sand in my eyes (it) is hurting

And making me bleed

I'm still here observing

A building

That is growing moldy

And burning

Collapsing in front of me

Tonight I see that the black house is burning

I feel that all my ghosts are moving

And I would, I would

Run away from

This desert behold me, controls me

My hypothesis is burning

I'm blurring

And morphing

From stone to sand

Flashes of hate burn my irises when I'm afraid

I cannot keep working on strategies to run away