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An atrophied frame by an impotent rapture sustained |
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A god you will truly never see |
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"Thou shalt" unfurling in the wind |
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Rising above with an "I will" |
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The shrouded impulse of your self preservation |
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A flash of the fearful wickedness inside |
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Phantoms dreamt to life by the desperately lost |
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Despisers of life bound in other worldly hopes |
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Voices from above |
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Mere delusions of shame and guilt |
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Say goodnight to the voices in your head |
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You never heard them anyway |
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You might just be insane |
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I ascended carrying ashes |
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Upon my descent I carry my fire through the valleys |
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Its radiance outshines the wicked light |
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The sleepers are awakening with the falling of the sun |
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Casting the darkness into light |
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"Into a god's mask your dreadful coiling snake has crawled" |
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Now usurp the throne and possess creation |
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"Thou shalt" unfurling in the wind |
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Rising above with an "I will" |
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A purified mind |
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In the death of lies become alive |
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Extinguishing the fires of hell |
