| Seasons of decay, withering in limbo
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| Blinded by the light from bi-polar frequencies in opposition
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| Feeling the drifting of winter in the inner circle
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| And feel the thorns surrounding the cocoon in the
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| Subconscious mind
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| Choose your path and choose your kingdom
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Choose your maker or choose your destroyer
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Choose to be immortal and choose to be deified
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Communion with the self and nurture your true will
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Our wings emerge within the many directions from the
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| Cosmos
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| For the power to lift the curse can be the power of freedom
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| Extolled, in the blessings of holding a guided force
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| Soul — detox by grasping control of this chaos
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| Now free yourselves
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Many who have misunderstood the path of completion always
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| Wander lost into the fog of oblivion
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| Yearning for gratification towards walking into the portal of this grand
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| euphoria
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| Choose your path of clarity, or choose to become the subjection of failure
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| Enter the vortex: take the throne of your
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| Own fucking hell
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| Choose your path and choose your kingdom
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Choose your maker or choose your destroyer
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Choose to be immortal and choose to be deified
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| Enter the vortex!
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| Communion with the self and nurture your true will
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| Enter the vortex! |