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The insanity of Lyssa


Spiralling Spiralling Spiralling A one way trip but she's blocked Left, right, up Too much for goddess of madness to concoct It won't go through She can't get in Had to bid adieu To left, right, up Only one option left Spiralling Spiralling Spiralling.

Pounding Pounding Pounding The walls rapidly closing in Pushing but not a budge Not a sound. Nothing akin. Frenzied yet nothing Empty abyss of emptiness She's trapped Darkness plenteous Pounding Pounding Pounding.

Anguish Anguish Anguish Her light of mind diminished Got away while it could Hope had become skittish Getting away from her She can't catch it It ran away Now nothing to be lit Anguish Anguish Anguish.

Madness Madness Madness It's all she has left Rabies rage fury The smile on her face unkempt Oh the joy she feels now Freedom prevalent To mind she does not bow Madness Madness Madness.

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