| Cosmos is blinking in octaves
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| A million invisible hands
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| Inserting a pearl egg into my pineal gland socket
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| There’s no room to expand
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| Her and I are the fire and water
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| We balance each other to live
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| Creator, she gave us a daughter
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| A son will soon rise once again
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| Made a vow / it’s death to old sin
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| Shed skin in the face of space for pure light
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| Take a bow / right there where the overdose lives
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| Closed quarters / no corners / the circle is airtight
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| Get it back / yea
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| See what you can do to get it back
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| Our paths intersect on impact
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| Got whiplash, when lighting strikes in the pitch black
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| And I’m dripping sweat / you kiss my neck / that’s witchcraft
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| Make an offering with this crystal glass / over this edge
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| What can I give back?
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| Fingers crossed
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| Hands folded
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| Swirling up in smoke. |
| (as above so below)
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| On the other side
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| There are higher worlds below. |
| (so infinite though)
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| So I stay cunning in this conundrum
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| I might get summoned by the demons I come from
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| A kingdom higher than our sun in the sky way up
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| Think about that flame, we call it love that burns inside of us
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| I’m climbing up this holy mountain side high as fuck
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| With ivory tusks, ground up in a shiny cup
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| Both eyes are shut / I see it clear I find the top
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| Renew the universal mind before my time is up
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| Plant intelligence super human
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| The elephant in the womb
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| The skeletons fill their heavens
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| The poison inside their fruit
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| The choices we make are destined
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| The noises we make are proof
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| Power structures crumble in silence
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| Right under a summer moon
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| Technology is our father
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| Our mothers a lovers bruise
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| They’re under the same roof
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| But sleeping in different rooms
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| The thunder it rang true
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| Uncover what they knew
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| Felt it inside my heart
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| When it fluttered I came to
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| Make tombs heya
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| Yahweh
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| Never made a bed, so I don’t sleep
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| In it so deep with both feet
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| Naked, swimming in this old sea
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| That slow burn / that old heat
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| We need fish / getting seasick
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| Throwing heavy nets in the deep end
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| Sweeping up ashes of phoenix
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| Where I see F I X
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| Hangin' on a cross like Jesus
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| From three, six to nine golden pieces of trinity
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| History / imagery / pulling me apart like a pillory
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| I move through the dust like millipede
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| I cut heads like a guillotine
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| I numb flesh like killer B
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| Sunset don’t feel a thing
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| Horizon line no I ain’t lying
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| Don’t get stung / it’s so sweet
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| Pinprick / it’s oozing / moving through the crack of that split tongue
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| That old one
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| That no one
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| That’s all one
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| That’s all alone
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| That’s all knowing
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| When it comes down
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| To the unknown sun
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| Hung in the sky way up
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| Soon as I touched her womb
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| And felt her move inside of us
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| Fingers crossed
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| Hands folded
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| Swirling up in smoke. |
| (as above so below)
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| On the other side
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| There are higher worlds below
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| I’m so grateful for the camp I’m in
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| Protected from these savages
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| Phantoms with pathogens
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| Angels in my shadows head
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| Running through these passages from dream worlds
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| It’s habit or practice
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| Blue caps and some stems with some vines and some cactus
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| Trying to see with you in the moment
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| Might turn the concrete to roses
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| Light beams from the highest up
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| Our true design is unified
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| There’s no dividing us
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| Illuminated
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| Find a better way to pray for prey
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| We are the double edge blade only god could touch
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| Move in color like a cuddle fish / body plus
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| Consciousness wound tight / call me pyschonaut
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| Diamond cut / straight through lies when I am ONE
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| I got my wife and baby daughter to remind me of
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| Sooner or later I’ll be ground to the finest dust
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| And I know that’s a part of life so I’ma die in love
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| Then we found another way to pray to prey to pray |