Fog of feelings scribble needing, on a piece of paper peeling
onion and steel is spilling,
love and blood and frogs alive, die in screams of
pain and light.
Hocus Pocus Preparatus – is this Devils` aparatus?
Does this fog over your soul run astray to hit us all?
In this cauldron I will boil all of your lifes` turmoil,
I will haunt and kill your fears, I will kiss all of your tears
I’ll caress your bad feelings so you`ll rise to new beginnings!
Pass the salt and pass the pepper, step away and breath it better
Pass the frog and give the letter, I will burn the words that hurt,
I will give you dreams anew, freedom to just feel the blue.
Infinity is just a step away. Will you embrace that causeway?
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