| The stars align shining light upon the path
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| Through the infinite living forest
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| And as a myriad of overlapping whispers cloud my
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| Head
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| The foliage wilts bowing to their ruler
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| Tree’s guide me along the passage
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| Until i reach a stone wall that scrapes the sky
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| Light beams energy upon the obelisk
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| Pulsating images reveal hieroglyphs
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| In a language unknown to me
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| Though i am able to read the scripture
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| I see the coded word as a picture
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| I halt my physical sense and i see through the
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| Window
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| Fusing energy growing from the planet with
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| Cosmic creation
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| Fire surrounds me as i read from the epitaph
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| As i bellow out the prayer a shockwave tears
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| Apart the wall
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| Fire burns away the evil ones
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| Cleansing this broken dimension
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| And as the dust clears away
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| Taking with it swarms of the lost spirits
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| The realm is born again
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| Recreating this universe through my conscience
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| In the form of that which has been taken away
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| I recreate through my power
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| Form is given to organisms
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| Through my eyes a gift is given
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| A chance at life once again |