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Depth charge eyes pounding from the bottom of my soul I looked in the mirror and fell into the wild night Dancing at the gates of the underworld Blood on blood, pain on pain, Twisting through the end of this crooked reign Of death over life Plutonium eyes melting holes in my armour Illusions, delusions, my seclusions, I’m coming apart I don’t know who I am And I DO care, Centre without a circle, life without a line In my depth charge eyes |