| New try to catch full breath
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| While heart by stone encumbered
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| Existence’s anguish burns
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| And vital force reduced to dust
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| Guilt implanted
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| Projected thoughts
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| But other than one’s mind
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| They feed upon your weakness
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| They grow upon your troth
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| Those of pure overwill
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| Are always first to combat
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| Refined intention’s spear
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| In dimness lurks that sleepless plague
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| Eyes of serpents
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| Intently fixed on genuine one’s kind
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| They catalyse your fear
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| They aim straight in your soul
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| Into depths of cosmic sacred calm
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| I soar
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| Reaching for ethereal wisdom’s glare
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| I share…
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| …Soul of the worlds
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| Knowledge to breathe
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| Voice of the stars
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| Essence supreme
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| Taste of the purest force
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| Unless the day shall come again
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| When astral storm will clean the earth
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| The myth divine may worm upon your soul
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| True awakening’ll bring you freedom!
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| No salvation from the skies
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| Purest nature is the holy
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| Gods bring you away from yourself
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| Religious madness tainting the world
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| Blinded await the messiah
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| Crawling in fear, praying for their sins
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| Whipped by the visions infernal
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| Resident terror dwells in disguise
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| Forming a proximate presence
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| Only The Ones are able to see
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| We are the voice that wake up your will
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| Gods bring you away from yourself
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| Strength, not weakness
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| A will, not fate
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| Pure and fearless
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| In depths you’ll find yourself
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| When sacred rage inside cannot be stemmed
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| And free, awakened mind regains it’s flame
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| World shall see the ultimate blasphemy
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| And all the waste’ll be damned together
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| When mental virus can’t prosper
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| And dogma’s toxins can’t befoul your veins
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| World shall rise from religious heresy
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| And all the waste will fade |