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Back in the asylum when my younger self was crying
and i just sat there in silence and despair
Around me voices screaming, laughing madly, bedlam dreaming
its dark nightmare as i sat in silent prayer

Why’d they do this to me, i am lost and there is nothing
that can lead me out of darkness, out of woe
There ought to be a new world for the sad, despairing lost girls
but the days they would just come and they would go

And i wish that i could go back and say
tell that little girl the pain is worth it all one day
All this will fade and you will change
and a force for vindication and saltation you will make

The price of transformation lays
in paying wages made of pain
Little girl keep holding on be strong and full of faith
I still believe, believe this will be worth it all one day

Down there in those caves that dark and damp and chilly place
where the voodoopunks would chant and plan and pray
The wounded they would cry, the really bad ones would just die
and you could see the desperation on our face

In prayer i begged oh why must all this suffering be mine
Why must this world always be so full of woe
Please let there be a place past all this misery and pain
but the days they would just come and they would go

And i wish i could go back and say
tell that teenage girl it will be worth it all one day
A woman of you it will make
and a force so fierce and fiery you will be upon that day

The price of transformation lays
in paying wages made of pain
Little girl keep holding on be strong and full of faith
i still believe, believe it will be worth it all one day

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from Nash Harding & The Secret Of The Twisted Tower, released September 28, 2020
Featuring Hayley Warner

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Paul Shapera Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Cama’s attempt to commune with higher beings failed; she only found Decadent Dottie. Together they roamed, indulging in dangerous forms of psycho-neural self-exploration which Cama hoped would present the key to her people’s further evolution. It only led to her destroying her people so that one of their pets could evolve. She sat in her former civilization's rubble and listened to Paul Shapera. ... more

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