Za Intro

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 Hi, have you ever wondered what it would be like to listen to some music?
 Well, this is your big chance
 You see, music is much like a brocaded butterfly
 With a shadowy promenade of effervescence
 Yet sloops down the bottom of misty mountains of darkness
 Like a flirtatious flounder upon a non-reflecting mirror
 Like, what is this opaque window of comfort, that we cannot overcome?
 It is a manifestation of love
 It a forest of emptiness and it is an ocean with no water
 Except where that which fills it
 So as you listen to this masterpiece
 Release yourself from the prison of captivity and let your soul free
 Because only a free soul can be captured by greedy soul thieves
 Who will then sell them to Leprechaun gold miners
 But it is only when your soul is taken away, that you can take it back
 And this my friend, does not make any sense whatsoever, or does it?
 No, it does not
 Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Papercut Chronicles