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A hybrid form of assembly |
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In hidden circles of transgression |
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A vision looms far ahead |
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Emanating beyond our spectrum |
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A burning infusion |
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Restores the one |
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Who's looking past |
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The doors that lie agape |
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Encompassed only by knowledge |
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Thought our lives cannot withstand |
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For those unknowing it lies futile |
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Our human proficiency remains untapped |
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Thoughts now diminish |
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Traces of recision |
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The garden of evil |
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Has you chained against your will |
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No need for penance |
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Your actions are unsighted |
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In a world of inertia |
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You've proved yourself deficient |
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Definitive inquisition |
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Definitive inquisition |
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A burning infusion |
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Restores the one |
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Who's looking past |
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The doors that lie agape |
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A blizzard of aversion |
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Awaits the one |
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Who's blinded by the mind |
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Of which it rapes |
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A hybrid form of assembly |
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In hidden circles of transgression |
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A vision looms far ahead |
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Emanating beyond our spectrum |
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A prophecy instilled within |
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A fervor to congeal this essence |
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This totality |
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Injects your soul |
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To propel your death |
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With endless control |
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Thoughts now diminish |
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Traces of recision |
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The garden of evil |
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Has you chained against your will |
|
No need for penance |
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Your actions are unsighted |
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In a world of inertia |
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You've proved yourself deficient |
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Definitive inquisition |
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Definitive inquisition |
