| Forgo the falls which rain with fear farce are their depths
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| Illusions are woven beings the masquerading of death
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| Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel
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| A casket lowered renders the truth, an existence unveiled
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| Rejoice, commend, re-live
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| The beginning of ends
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| Rejoice, transcend, re-live
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| The beginning of ends
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| Spiraling beyond this seamless seal
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| Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh-less fields
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| Commence thy spirit
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| Behold this integral fate
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| Spawn of radiant rapture and shape
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| As I fold & drift in this void
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| I leave this world of fire, texture and taste
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| In the absence of light
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| That was coiled and bound
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| I reflect upon the balance
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| That once shone
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| Hush, don’t speak, no more
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| The feeling is gone
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| Hush, don’t speak, no more
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| The feeling is gone
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| Oh, fleeting feeling of bond
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| You’ve been loyal in my loneliness
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| You aid my growth, build me to be strong
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| Rejoice, commend, re-live
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| Oh, the nothing, old friend
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| Rejoice, transcend, re-live
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| Oh, the nothing, old friend
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| Commence thy spirit |