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Cool cat chased to the brink
Your will is the missing link
In a mind that cannot think
Like a pen run out of ink

In the wake of burning delirium
I suffocate in the smoky oblivion
The remaining world barren
The surviving girl ashen

This body, a stranger temple than most,
Abandoned its former post
To become the unholy host
Of my long-lost lover's ghost

This mind, ever the elusive map
Will lead pirates straight into a trap
X marks the spot where every sap
Can find his next treasured mishap