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Not yet, not yet, but now I see,
the end of the end, in front of me.
To begin again and begin to be,
The beginning of the end that lays complete.
Laid to be, at my feet,
I’ll lay to rest the end of me.
Not yet, not yet, I cannot see,
kill the cold that shatters free.
Mask my reason to stay, to flee,
burn the fraud that froze me.
Goodbye, goodbye to flesh that bleeds,
to tears that fall and lies I keep,
The truth of a cold eternity.
Here I lie, here you bleed,
not yet, not yet, this cannot be.
This fever pitch, the truth’s deceit,
the quiet clock, the truth asleep.
Oh please, oh please, to no one I plea,
go on and on and on to lead
the beginning of the end, to begin to be,
to end, to end, to end complete.