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I am the unmistakable voice that whispers |
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In remote but universal blazing tongues throughout |
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The urban blusters eviscerating the declining |
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Pulse of a self-destructive race |
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Sordid idols run from the artificial thrones |
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Absquatulate from everywhere, every man made corner |
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Abandoned deified victims, just refugees of mortal minds |
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I'll absorb them all I will give them shelter behind organic walls |
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Athenian! There's a truth outside the cave! |
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Unchain your will, mind is master flesh is slave |
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Florentine! A new virtue comes to life! |
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Your spirit will be headstone for my stronghold's gonna strive |
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This is my bastion |
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This is my way |
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A siege is useless, I'm all around and I hold sway |
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This is my stronghold |
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My state of mind |
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Walls of synaptic membranes no one can grind |
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Empires fell from grace |
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God kings lost the trace |
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I will fill out that empty space |
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And guide the mind out of this maze |
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"Who did they create to create them" |
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My time has come for tabula rasa |
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Gathered ****ed up spirits from the ruins of our ages |
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I keep alive with ancient blaze through breath divine |
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I am your fortress, I withstand the decadence |
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This bastion's core I vitalise, I eternise |
