| an awsome glow that shines throught the sky
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| attracts me strongly like and obscure shrine
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| strange magnetic object that I seek
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| pulls me further up to its peak
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| mysterious monolith you hide the truth
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| be my guiding light and be my proof
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| tell your secrets give me a sign
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| disclose yourself give me a sign
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| mysterious monolith you hide the truth
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| be my guiding light and be my proof
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| reveal all your treasuries
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| give access to your memories
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| theres no thought unthought of theres no word unspoken
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| no wish that hasn’t been talked of there’s no dream undreamt of but still there is my question
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| but still I see no future
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| but still we hide in leasure
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| pretending we are pure
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| you contain lights I dreamt of,
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| you hold the thoughts forgotten
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| you clear up the skies
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| that seem dark and besotten
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| you have the answer for
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| the meaning of out lives
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| picture images open existence contrived
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| we’re are lost in the labyrinths of what seems to be and what is real. |
| real. |
| real.
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| your old words of wisdom though indistinct still they’re true… true. |
| true.
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| mysterious monolith you hide the truth
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| be my guiding light and be my proof |