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Crystal Eyes The Burning Vision

?t get it Maybe you don?t get me You?re a rich girl in momma?s high heels And someday you?re gonna see I got x-ray vision, I?ll see right through you Like crystal

toast to my happiness The crystal image that I broke When bone burns When clouds spin Hate this sin, hate this sin, hate this sin The vision your

I last young? When did comic wood bricks become trading in con-tricks? When did innocence shudder and die? Adolescent I planned to take total command Draped vision

me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man [Chorus] [Verse 3] Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision

by degrees And frost killing time I still see my brothers eyes Burning thru the freeze Vision clouds to the sight of a dream and then Grey eyes of a

... Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs, I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night. In brooding and sombre visions I hear cries,

challenge is met. With death-rattle chains, and brimstone from below. I will come with black-hearted rage, and eyes of burning coal. Let the fire burn

deformed Amazement paints the faces in the rickety bleachers They scream for more of the modern horror Such much as still the eyes of the happy And burn

surrendering my grip on wakefulness. And on that fitful, fateful eve, the last of the dreams came... A waking dream? I dare not speculate. The vision