| As I slip away — thoughts rushing through me
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| Angelic call or a demon that’s calling my name?
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| Enter the intrepid state
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| Enter beyond what is seen to the spiritual stream of the vacant
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| Lost within (?)
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| Shot from the mind of the physical, leaving flesh behind
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| Rejected by the holy gate
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| I will not be directed
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| The course of ancient power, it will follow, fall with me
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| (Fucking grim and frostbitten)
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| Dark and grim for a memory
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| Measuring all the glory as it seemed
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| Was it enough for eternity? |
| (Eternity)
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| Foolish schemes for a destiny lined with dreams
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| All came crashing down on me
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| What will become of the energy?
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| Cast away, I feel the heavens slowly turning gray
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| Colors seem to fade
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| As the morning star surrounds the angels sing
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| Ah
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| Salvation, so far from unholy realms of the filth infestation
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| Torture the life, dead bound in wretched ways
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| Repent or revenge?
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| There’s no pardon for a meddling soul
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| Somewhere in time we welcomed in the fall
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| Now in the distance I can see shining clear, our demise to be
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| We’re not listening to ourselves |