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ED HARCOURT
On a summer night I took a walk Out in the fields where the grass snakes hide Six years old, tall as a chair Found a trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness seemed like hours I hit the ground on a sea of skulls There was no treasure, just stolen souls Taken years ago down this endless hole Man must kill to live or quench his thirst Let's go back to the source where it first came from Looked death in the eyes, falling stalactites Then burnt by a light as angels flew by Who pulled me back up to the moonlit sky Covered in dust, it was hard not to cry Man must kill to live or quench his thirst Let's go back to the source where it first came from Falling through trapdoors wherever I go Kicking and screaming 'cause nobody knows There's always a trapdoor wherever you step Keep your eyes down you deserve what you get Keep your eyes down you deserve what you get Keep your eyes down you deserve what you get
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