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Living in a 3D world
Where the clock is in control
He sits on his throne on top of my wrist,
and tells me what I know

The devil tries to plague my mind,
But he can't quite get inside
I'll place my jar in a burial grounds that only I can find

Winding up the back road hill,
Looking for God's acre still
And just when I gave up,
A headstone was seen near the top of the military kill

As I hear the horses drawing close,
Over all the corpses we loved most
But I never see them, I never see them
I never see them, I never see them

There's a figure watching from the knoll
All the myths and stories we were told,
But I never listen, I never listen
I never listen, I never listen

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