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AN APOCALYPSE TRAPPED UNDER GLASS
What hour I have said this
I am right
I am an apocalypse trapped
Under glass
My rays travel all through space
To vandals
Picky statement
Each pint of a picture
Refine my tune; refine my thought
I am an apocalypse trapped under glass
Whatever may be, let it be
I am an apocalypse trapped under glass
So in glass I will shine
For all eyes but to see
See and live, and believe it.
I am right
I am an apocalypse trapped
Under glass
My rays travel all through space
To vandals
Picky statement
Each pint of a picture
Refine my tune; refine my thought
I am an apocalypse trapped under glass
Whatever may be, let it be
I am an apocalypse trapped under glass
So in glass I will shine
For all eyes but to see
See and live, and believe it.
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AN APOCALYPSE TRAPPED UNDER GLASS
AN APOCALYPSE TRAPPED UNDER GLASS