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This track is based on a poem I wrote at least 30 years ago. Here's the original poem:

THE LAST PARADISE

Eyes vacant.

Watch him as he waits,

The shadow of a ghost.

Hands tremble.

Who knows what he lacks,

Reality's hidden host.

Saliva dribbles.

Rusted needle bites purple flesh,

And the blood oozes easily as

The sacrifice is made.

His mind escapes its leash

And awaits what has

Occurred before.

Eyes glow in torment.

Hear him as he dies,

As his body burns in lies;

Feel the cries that shake him.

And the daylight tries to wake him.