| In golden flames, the old self is burning
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| Worlds tremble as my cup overflows
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| Former deserts flooded with spirit
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| Come! |
| Bask now in the glow of the rebirth
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| Six hours of falling forever
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| Through the loops of the refiner’s void
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| A furnace of spiritual plenum
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| Cruel wheel of unrelenting ego death
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| I give in to the void — lest we be trapped in here forever
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| Lest we be — within the without
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| Observing myself from the left wall
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| Each candle a waterfall of gold
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| The blue room vibrates to gain power
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| No past, no future, only now
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| Sudden metamorphosis burst forth
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| Waves of latent divinity released
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| The remnants of the lower self lie shattered
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| The one-ness of God splintered and dispersed
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| We travel inwards…
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| North and South collide with a thunder
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| East and West have merged with up and down
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| Time itself has long lost its meaning
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| All hail the new sacrament!
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| I give in to the void
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| Lest we be trapped in here forever
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| Most of the face appears missing
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| No surface has ever been dry
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| Hands of cold reach for my soul
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| No past, no future, only now
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| I give in to the void lest we be trapped in here forever
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| Lest we be stuck in the banishment — we soar within the without
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| I give in to the void lest we be trapped in here forever
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| The spirit of the new sacrament has built in us a tomb |