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Paradise Lost - Joys of the Emptiness
Opaque the dissident establishment
That we all suffer
Refill the porous shell with words that mean so many things
Words mean so many things
The feeling can't avoid you
Stoking the fires of absence
Loss and anguish long departed
Adjust to changes re-arranging, burns in many ways
Words mean so many things
The feeling can't avoid you