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The shattering of old illusions - created new surges of chaos |
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No longer driven by ancient hungers - |
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I grabbed the poisoned chalice |
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Clawing at the churning night - |
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Thus rose my cosmic ambitions |
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Riding the snake in divine rebellion - |
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Wandering the nebular centuries |
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The precious ones |
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Brought the planetary elements apart |
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Leading the universe |
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Towards new and possessive aeons |
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These thoughts and emotions equaled the nightrevealed in the starborn cataclysmic attributes |
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Like monuments of unageing intellect |
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Seeking the sight - |
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In shining dreamlike presence |
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The shattering of old illusions - created new surges of chaos |
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No longer driven by ancient hungers - |
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I grabbed the poisoned chalice |
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The paradox of the paragons are many |
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Side by side...entangled in the complete |
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Dancing on the surface of devilish laments |
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I tore apart the worlds fabric of rational beliefs |
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Drawn inside a mirage in which |
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I will drown |
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How simple |
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I alone - could end all those dreams... |
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Majesty - |
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The last of dragons carried my faith... |
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Dancing on the surface of devilish laments |
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I tore apart the worlds fabric of rational beliefs |
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Drawn inside a mirage in which |
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I will drown |
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How simple |
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I alone - could end all those dreams |
