voices can you hear it has begun my double the ugly symptom under the skin intent within the shadow waves adieu joins the requiem spiteful in character no respect the pupils dilate taking it all in diminutive the right to live no hope of anything obscene is so obscure do it again stoic ethics all the same do it again mosaic paints of pretty days do it again do it again posture crumbling it has begun an empire lifetime decayed from within leaving is deadening ones own belief in ownership and credit of stipulate the whim visible all can see a constant pain reaping the harvest eating the grain so sure and insecure of everything nervous tremour i slip away bromide pocket vial it has been done my double now one forever gone answer within a black ribbon