So suddenly the madness came
With its whiskered, wolven, ether pangs
He locked the door
And shut the blinds
He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron
While the dirty knife worked deep
Into his spine
The blood runs crazy
The blood runs crazy
Cascading letters pool on the stairs
The grass is high, the cats are wild
You can't even touch the tip of their
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