Sadness to me is the happiest time,
When a shining city rises from the ruins of my drunken mind.
Those times when I’m silent and still as the earth,
The thunder of my roar is heard across the universe.
When a shining city rises from the ruins of my drunken mind.
Those times when I’m silent and still as the earth,
The thunder of my roar is heard across the universe.
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