| As thousands of burning eyes
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| Stared at me with mocking despise
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| From the silent distance of their cosmic thrones
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| In a night sky so cold and vastly dark
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| Entirely I questioned this space-time illusion
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| And refused the shackles of matter’s intrusion
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| So I closed my eyes and travelled deep
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| Into other specters, so far from earth
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| Towards the void of spiritual tranquillity
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| I float among stars and nebula dust
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| Crossing all restraining limits, one by one
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| On my voyage through galactic aeons
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| I waken from an indistinct mirage
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| To dissolve all the chains of creation
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| The cosmic dreams of mind
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| Slowly do I now disperse
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| Into the abyss of Ain
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| Eternally I proceed
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| Into the black hole of my dream
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| To release myself from the circle of time
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| By my purified spirit’s will to emerge
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| With the infinity of Nothing beyond
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| To transcend into the Absolute
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| Deus Absconditus…
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| «I lived in this world of darkness, for myriads of years
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| No one ever knew that I was there…»
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| Towards the void of spiritual tranquillity
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| I float among stars and nebula dust
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| Crossing all restraining limits, one by one
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| On my voyage through galactic aeons |