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This is a story about
a museum of consciousness
Release to you
The sins I've made
The danse macabre can now begin
Stone wall floating through the sand
Protective circles all around
Break apart to build anew
Golden prisms rage on through
Holographic pyramids
Were seen behind closed eyelids
It feels like my brain
Was floating in a fishtank
I've never felt like that ever before