| No shape, no form, no brain, no mind
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| But the power to control all resistance
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| Its awesome might cannot be denied
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| By the world that ignores it’s existence
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| Older than time — stranger than life
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| Don’t look for a sign without warning it will arrive
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| It can read your mind
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| See the world inside
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| Oversees your life
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| Decides the day you die
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| Silent lifetaker
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| Sentient creator
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| Worlds recoil in fear
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| Of the hidden dictator
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| Presence beyond our imagination
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| Horrible being of fate
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| Not one sign of it’s domination
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| God prays it never awakes
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| Older than time — stranger than life
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| Don’t look for a sign without warning it will arrive
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| It can read your mind
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| See the void inside
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| Oversees your life
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| Decides the day you die
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| Silent lifetaker
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| Sentient creator
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| Worlds recoil in fear
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| Of the hidden dictator
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| Worlds have risen, lived and died under it’s obscene command
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| Kept the balance of galaxies in it’s omnipotent hands
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| Minds of greedy distortion
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| All are destroyed in it’s wake
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| It judges the worth of the low forms of life
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| Who cower and quiver and quake
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| Some may call it the savior
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| Fall to their bellies and pray
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| Some will try to resist in the hope they’ll exist
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| To experience just one more day
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| And the lost shall pray for forgiveness
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| And the fearful and weak start to scream
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| As the terrible nightmare of a dying world
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| Becomes beauty beyond any dream
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| One world must end
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| New ones begin
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| A pure life form
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| From death is born
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| Silent lifemaker
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| Sentient creator
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| The new world is blessed by the hidden dictator |