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As I dwell upon my own state feelings emanate like a flowing stream |
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Strings of energy race through me |
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Feverish images spin through my brain |
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Gliding further into a stupor |
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Your limbs are getting weaker, approaching the unknown |
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Closing a trance-like state where surrealism reigns; limitless and beyond, your flight will soon begin [Chorus] |
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Into my own world |
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Delving into the sanctum of my soul |
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Disclosing what's beyond |
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Losing the grip of reality, worries relieved by my fantasy |
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Senses tell me that |
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I am falling backwards into a world within me |
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Losing all contact with reality |
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Your breath is getting slower, into an even rhythm |
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Surrealistic impressions drags you further into the great void [Chorus] |
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Falling into a profound sleep |
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I gradually find a revelation from deep intuition and creativity |
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I am comprehending mental parts that normally are hidden |
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Is my dreamy mind a portal to the mysteries inside me? |
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I am dragged down by strong back-currents, feeling desperate and in dismay |
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Volcanic eruptions appear and persecute your moving self |
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Cyclone drags you up and drops you down from greatest heights |
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Thunderstorms and lightning frighten you to death |
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Great tide ruins your footing, you are losing all control |
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Claustrophobic manifestations are closing in on me |
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Dark moor, slowly sinking |
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You are stuck, legs can't move |
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Mud covers your body and your eyes |
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You are choking, but breathe without air |
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Blinded by dirt in your eyes |
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Consider yourself in a world without sense perception |
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Follow our breath, we will embody you |
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We will dry your heart with oil in water |
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Subtle glimmerings cover me, |
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I have empyreal visions in my misty thoughts |
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Filled with doubt |
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I am astonished, nebulous escape from reality |
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You have lost control of your presence |
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Transcendental landscapes exceed time and space |
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Emancipated from all borders, you are present in perpetual dreams [Chorus] |
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Melting into subterranean |
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Reduse myself with sorcery, floating heavily in lethargy |
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In the misty underground shadows emanate and evaporate like eidolon |
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Shapes are minimalized, flash before your eyes, eldritch people you knew in the past, now separated from your common life, indelibly stamped on your memory |
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Reveal your bad acts and thoughts |
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How do you square it with your conscience? |
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It's raining drops of music as the water falls down into the abyss, sounding like the rhythm of a drum |
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It gets my feet to the dance around in valleys and ravines, |
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I hear the soft vibration from the shaking aspen leaves |
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It seems to me as a lovely lullaby, and suddenly the sky is glowing all in white |
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Above me a family of swans are gliding |
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The wind blowing colder, feathers are falling and cover my body softly while |
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I rest on wings |
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Into my eyes, into my heart |
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I do absorb and subsist on experiences and perceptions that fills my mind and inner thoughts |
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I am in a world beyond my thoughts where impressions stabilize my composure |
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Rejoin my life, the moments of time |
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I neglected |
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Why do I dream in profound sleep? |
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I cannot solve these mysteries |
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Humanity and the universe are in a cosmic unity |
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When the occurrences are colouring my dreams and hidden thoughts, |
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It's like |
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I am guided through different states concealed from my awakened mind |