Here inside the holy, my private sanatorium
East of Lynx and Lyra and left of Aquarius
A secret spot, a shrine, my own little pantheon
A place of temptation, so I can go beyond
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So many voices inside my head
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They speak of the living, they speak of the dead
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I am among friends or am I misled?
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The smallest room can be a giant colosseum
Here inside my frontal lobe cerebrium
It's a sanctuary, a magic falsarium
Where I create the greatest mysterium
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So many voices inside my head
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They speak of the living, they speak of the dead
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I am among friends or am I misled?
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I drink to you with a bleeding heart
I call for you when my soul is scarred
I need your love in the darkly hours
You are all my avatars