| Reach into the void
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| Touch the heart of darkness
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| Reach for the light
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| Feel the hand of god
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| The uncertainty of my existence
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| Can be decided by choice of a path I must walk
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| So sick monotone culprit
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| Come on down and we’ll talk about it Bow down to the gods
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| Or keep on walking further
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| On the cusp of our enlightenment
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| We march
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| With the sun at my back
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| I take my first step outside shading my thoughts
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| And perceptions
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| Done from the truth I’ll never run
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| Be it the light or the shadow
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| I walk in hand with all
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| Born of nothing
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| My thoughts are unconditional
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| And I despise the facade of the original martyr
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| Deep within the void
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| Higher
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| Searching for the light
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| We leave this world behind
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| The violent twisting of the fates
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| The eminent collapse of our current state
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| Separate the vacant space
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| From the condensed bodies, without trace
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| These carbon units can’t see
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| What is beyond this entity
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| So free the souls of those who desire a higher being
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| Ready the way for a day of the golden age
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| Born of nothing
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| My thoughts are unconditional
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| And i despise the facade of the original martyr
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| Deep within the void
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| Higher
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| Searching for the light
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| We leave this world behind
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| Bow down to the gods
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| Or keep on walking further
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| On the cusp of our enlightenment
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| We march! |