I will rest with my mind and my mind with me

Till the time of morrow comes

I will send my musings out to sea

And to Satan's hands succumb

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Fall victim to my angry dreams

Full of tears and cheerless woe

I'll hear the children's dying screams

And end them, quid pro quo

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I'll send the voices straight to Hell

And never let them leave

I'll bid the Earth one last farewell

Then peace I shall receive

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I will rest with my mind and my mind with me

Till morrow comes to stay

I'll dance with fate and destiny

With demons I shall play

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It's not that great. What can I say, it's almost midnight and I'm tired. Inspired by something my friend once said to me.