Now it's the only thing I've got, so I devour
They can try to take my material objects
As the connection between soul and body disconnects
Limitless mental capacity, I pursue
Till the death of the grim I know I'll pull it through
Hypnos is what makes you sleep, Thanatos at chimes
I'm the Baku, so when you sleep you don't dream at times
And at times the sleep is heavy you aren't ready
Defence against the dark arts no you can't savvy
Or catch the glimpse or the wink, as the battleship sinks
You are your own master, 'cause you are what you think..
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