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Died in the Prison of the Holy Office - The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
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Died in the Prison of the Holy Office - The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
He handled snakes
He dared them to bite
He put his lips to the strychnine
And he inhaled

He took the news advice
Spent less time indoors
Tried drugs, tried church
The combination worked

Confused but more than willing
That's when it all stopped working
Tried nihilism
Couldn't afford the vacation

He took the new advice
Spent less time outdoors
Tried drugs again
Tried church again

At last, he heard the voice
A black cloud with a gray lining
At least we had a choice
But he was cursed from the beginning

Night and day, he struggled
To make his own way in time
We crawl just like our fathers
Ten miles to get a dime
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