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Those who arise despite ourselves |
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Where the left hand path begins |
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A fragment is pushing through, enforces my memory |
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My mind has been swaying for some time |
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Your sign, suggesting a pale remembrance |
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Where everything finally disappears |
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This is the end, where everything finishes |
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What will be revealed in silence |
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This is the end, where each secret disappears |
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Fragrance of the dead, redemption of the weak |
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Between the worlds, where the one merge with the other through them |
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Where the growth of an external world amalgamate into a spirit truth |
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Where a transition occurs within death and salvation |
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You'll see the whole, the whole of the undivided one |
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At the stage where you'll lead delightful |
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The one that is fallen waits frightful |