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In the veins of existence thou shalt ruin your rite of birth in the will of your dying breath* |
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The rite of reversal shall take effect |
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Suffer the masses, there is one with |
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Damnation / condemnation: |
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My name is plague |
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My name is wisdom |
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My curse is that which bleeds out |
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The weakness in your veins |
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Pawns unto the flesh |
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There is one way to let go |
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May you seek the truth |
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As the dying breath |
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As the last whisper |
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As those who may trick fate |
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And carve the informal cross upon their necks |
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Twisted and deep |
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Crooked from the crucifix |
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Straight as the mark of the true gods |
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There is one path left untouched |
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The path beyond what is known |
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Beyond what is understood |
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The mark of the forest |
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The land, the earth |
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The Mother and Father |
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The calling |
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That which stirs beneath the soil |
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And emanates beyond the galaxies |
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One between the pain |
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Of physical and moral being |
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Omega kindred who may suffer |
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One (Alpha) who shall become king |
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3 may follow in tribes which will be shunned be those who settle where they should not stay |
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Ground zero is relevance |
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Nothing truly means nothing |
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...There is the light only to drown below the sea |
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May her depths consume all |
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Though HER we shall seek |
