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I lay down, my breathing slow
Poisonous plant running up and down my body
I breathe in the fumes of wild herbs
All alone in the night
Stars are staring, rain is drumming
Something is calling me
I want to know I have to know I want to know
All alone in the night
Something is calling me
Visions enter the gate of my eyes like an old friend
With the knife my wrist will dance awhile
