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The Faint Fasciinatiion Machine In The Ghost There's no Ghost in this machine, I make my own mistakes, we seem like skeletons with bonehead police, histories can crucify, human supernaturalize, we hope, we're not alone. Exploded stars and space debris, Taught itself to make some things, ??? What was there before the bang, how did nothing come to end, at once, let’s ask the atheists. Let's ask the atheists, the astronauts, the mystics of the amazon, the priests, the cults, the withes, the pope, the crystal ball, the fear of god, the tarot cards, the dancing rug, the enochians, alchemists, black magicians, physicists. Say, no Say, we don't know. Ghosts arise from egos Sick with poltergeists and demons. Tune your DVD to snow Watch the first thing ever known It’s always on But nothing’s over, what was there How did nothing come to end, at once. Let’s ask the atheists, let’s ask the astronauts Let’s ask the priests, the cults, the witches, the pope Dice, the monks, shaman, the nuns Buddha, the holy ghost, the Satanists The philosults, meditators, pyramids, mathematicians As it ends, the enochians, alchemists, black magicians, physicists Say, no. Say, we don’t know. Ghosts arise from egos Sick with poltergeists and demons. |
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