The mind it fears, the mind it runs, the mind it sinks into the vortex.
A punch, a slap then silence endless
All that means freedom ceases.
The mind it rages, the mind it cries, the mind it drowns in the vortex
A shiv, a spike then ichor black
All that means love is taken
The mind it cowers, the mind it fades, the mind it dies in the vortex.
The mind it searches, the mind it strains, the mind it looks in vain
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The heart it splinters, the heart it shatters, the heart it is rent apart.
Never finding the light, never feeling the love and hope of redemption is slain.