| Grant me the gift of seeing through death
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| O', mighty upholder of the firmament
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| For I can disclose with delight
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| The mysteries of divine condition
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| Bestow on those who have awakened
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| Symbolic death of their human waste
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| For the spirit can rise and open the gate
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| To the eternity of divine condition
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| With wisdom I praise the end of life
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| Impatiently waiting to leave my mortal shell
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| I’m gazing at our suffering
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| Contemplating our decline
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| I’m gazing at our misery
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| For clearing up the meaning of life
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| The void of existence I have revealed
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| As I’ve seen beyond life and death
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| Please give an end to my earthly mission
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| For I can shine in spiritual spheres
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| With wisdom I praise the end of life
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| Impatiently waiting to become divine |