A trip to the insanium in chains
They ripped his cranium
Sank wires in his brains
He stayed the same too old to change
He watched the world fall down on tuesdays
He smelled the angel trail
He kissed a snail
He counted to six hundred
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20,
21,22,23,24,25,26,27,28,29,30,31,32,33,34,35,36,37,
38,39,40,41,42,43,44,45,46
592,593,594,595,596,597,598,599
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