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    SANATÇI THE DOORS

    SEVERED GARDEN

    THE DOORS

    CANLI RADYO
    Wow! I'm sick of doubt
    Live in the light of certain South
    Cruel bindings

    The servants have the power
    Dog, men and their mean women
    Pulling poor blankets over our sailors

    I'm sick of dour faces
    Staring at me from the T.V. tower
    I want roses in my garden bower, dig

    Royal babies, rubies must now replace
    Aborted strangers in the mud
    These mutants, blood-meal
    For the plant that's plowed

    They are waiting to take us into
    The severed garden
    Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
    Comes death on a strange hour

    Unannounced, unplanned for
    Like a scaring over-friendly guest
    You've brought to bed

    Death makes angels of us all
    And gives us wings
    Where we had shoulders
    Smooth as raven's claws

    No more money, no more fancy dress
    This other kingdom seems by far the best
    Until it's other jaw reveals incest
    And loose obedience to a vegetable law

    I will not go
    Prefer a feast of friends

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