| | Sitting in the twisted shadows of stained glass statue A round table with others The green and colored light spatters us A warm dungeon room My apparatus is explained and initiated Spinning ever faster, distorting shapes, creating its own light Then silence... A pregnant pause permeates the air And an explosion of money flutters through the air Walls disappear and we're giggling, grasping assorted paper from around the world Moments later the opposition joins in on the fun
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