and im invisiable, a vampire, with dark spirituals/
pray for a Mirror-cal against me and i'll evade it/
dark sacred rituals, blood, i crave more/
erasing whores under the cover of this star blanket/
my heart's sank'in and still im raising floors/
amazing doors have opened now that i have started thinkin/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858