Tytuł: (That) Hideous Strength

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Oh, that I could scream
  And the world would stop and listen
  And these scars could speak in volumes
  But who has ears to hear
  Or eyes to see
  Again I scream
  But my voice is buried in an unearthly silence
  Like in nightmares when ghosts steal your breath.
  I pray that power be not in my words
  But in truth that supercedes the mind of man
  And our dead hope, and our blind faith in means that look to justify the ends.
  I feel a presence in the room
  I feel cold fingers close around my neck.
  With out you I am lost.
  Let mine eyes not fail with looking upward