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THE MONAD OF CREATION |
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Sun of midnight, burn, flicker, dance with thee |
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Flaming soul of purity, burn, unite with thy oracle |
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Beautiful scent of everdark melodies |
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Cascading thy heavenly fruit |
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A drop of water descends, becoming thy body |
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The monad of all elementals |
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The womb of the eternal |
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The seed of the grand oak |
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To become again, once nature sought |
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Return the way we came, yet to tread a seperate path |
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Is to become, again, eternal |
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Only in spirit shall I grip the tide of nothingness |
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Stars appear nowhere, their existance parralleled |
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The symbol of life and death |
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The totem of something lost |
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Between mapuantara and pralaya |
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The monad of creation |
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The pendont of thy being |
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A concept f illusion |
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Not everything is seen |