soon as i enter the chamber, it's quiet.
and the silence is a sign.
you're skipping the ad, you're a private buyer.
your standarts are high.
i'm tempted to get you sick,
and then cure u.
set you loose and then lure u,
do the trick, and then bore u.
soon as i enter the chamber, the lights gon' flicker.
all the omens are weakened.
call my name, if you're sickened.
i want your weep, and then laughter.
Sharpen the knife.
I'll drag you out of hereafter
back to life
sick
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