.[Verse 1]
Severe cold, stare at the code
Keep a small circle like a deer in a scope
Letâ
meâ
clear my throatâ
(Let me clear my throat)
Pocket fullâ
of rocket fuel and pyramid stones
Invoke a spirit from the parallel
Appearing as a monk of news
That drag you to the shadow rea.
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