About: Abracadavre

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An Entity of Type : owl:Thing, within Data Space : 134.155.108.49:8890 associated with source dataset(s)

I can fly like a bird, not in the skywhich can always swim and always dryI say goodbye at night and morning hiI'm part of you, what am I I follow and lead as you passdress yourself in black, my darkness lastsI flee the light but without the sunYour view of me would be goneI can see the damage thatI am causing you is so benignYou want me to be goneBut I have just be-gunI am the only one "undone"I'm a broken miracle nowin your head I don't feelLike I am realBut I knowIt's all imaginaryAre they realAnd do they feelIs all the painjust inside my head

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rdfs:label	Abracadavre
rdfs:comment	I can fly like a bird, not in the skywhich can always swim and always dryI say goodbye at night and morning hiI'm part of you, what am I I follow and lead as you passdress yourself in black, my darkness lastsI flee the light but without the sunYour view of me would be goneI can see the damage thatI am causing you is so benignYou want me to be goneBut I have just be-gunI am the only one "undone"I'm a broken miracle nowin your head I don't feelLike I am realBut I knowIt's all imaginaryAre they realAnd do they feelIs all the painjust inside my head
dcterms:subject	Call of Duty:Black Ops Ascension Call of Duty:Black Ops Ascension Easter Eggs Easter Eggs
abstract	I can fly like a bird, not in the skywhich can always swim and always dryI say goodbye at night and morning hiI'm part of you, what am I I follow and lead as you passdress yourself in black, my darkness lastsI flee the light but without the sunYour view of me would be goneI can see the damage thatI am causing you is so benignYou want me to be goneBut I have just be-gunI am the only one "undone"I'm a broken miracle nowin your head I don't feelLike I am realBut I knowIt's all imaginaryAre they realAnd do they feelIs all the painjust inside my head I am what men love more than lifeFear more than death or mortal strifeWhat dead men have and rich requireI'm what contented men desire You want me to be goneBut I have just begunYou will never know how far I've comeWhat goes up must never come back downIn your head I don't feelLike I am realBut I knowIt's all imaginaryAre they realAnd do they feelIs all the painjust inside my head It's all inside my headIt's just inside myIt's all inside myThey're all inside my I see them always but they'reall inside my headall inside my headthey're all inside my head It's killing meto see I'm killing youDeath is magicSay Abracadavre nowYou see me now youDon't cry when I am gone These shackles they comeWith certain opportunitiesThey won't let me get awayBut they show me we're the samewe're the samewe're the sameThey show me that we are the same I can't give inI won't give inIt's not a state of mindI'm wretched but I'm powerful and I don't feelLike I am realBut I knowIt's all imaginaryAre they realAnd do they feelIs all the painjust inside my head It's all inside my headIt's just inside myIt's all inside myThey're all inside my I see them always but they'reall inside my headall inside my headthey're all inside my head

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