| Please don’t look at me, cause I cannot see
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| The strange kind of existence of Prakriti
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| Like a sun beam, that splits wide the sky
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| The serpents asleep search for the third eye
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| My sweet lovin' moon, before your full bloom
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| Please find your position, please find it soon
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| On the seventh sky, where you could be mine
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| We erase the first crime
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| No pleasure or desire
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| No lust at all
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| I reverberate the first emptiness
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| No pleasure or desire
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| No lust at all
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| I am the echoes of silence
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| Show me the way of the coincidence
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| Show me how to return one
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| Stop the movement of the Twin-Spyrals
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| That reflect each others on the back
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| Here where ascends the worm in its path
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| Is just where my heart finds my breath
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| I never forget, you never regret
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| This scent of submission that comes from your earth
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| You never forget, I never regret
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| This scent of perfection that comes from your sex
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| I never regret, you never regret
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| Dancing upon the sacred tree
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| One thousand brides celebrate the axis
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| Just one point is the centre of Being
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| Unity married Quantity
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| Never looking back!
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| Never looking back!
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| Never!
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| Between sky and soil where a man stand still
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| Adam Kadmon returns in Eden
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| Into your eyes, behind your mask
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| Lies what is hidden and at one manifest
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| I find you hiding one thousand times
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| You are the same in each one of your kind
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| Isolate and desolate is the land within
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| Isolate and desolate is the land within
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| I never forget, you never regret
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| This scent of submission that comes from your earth
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| You never forget, I never regret
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| This scent of perfection that comes from your sex
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| In death may find its rest the anguish of the serpent
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| In death may find its rest the anguish of the serpent |