Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things will one day take control
Fade out again, fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds, scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into fruition
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Fade out again, fade out again
Fade out again, fade out again
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