| Reason as curse
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| The plague he sent upon us
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| His own seed, in his own likeness
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| Drowned by chaining hands
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| Reason as name, reason as light
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| Descending to the sink of iniquity
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| To bond the bright flame
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| Of old mother night
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| Extending his reign, defining ubiquity
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| I drown my heart in acid tears
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| To soil his flesh with cold rejection
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| My open heart for eyes to pierce
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| A perfect foil to a mind’s dissection
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| Guided by the laws of hopelessness
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| Pining for redemption
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| I seek to eviscerate
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| His name, his fire, his love forever
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| Exhaling father’s breath
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| Exhaling father’s breath
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| To reduce the self to plain dissension
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| Raising secrets on his dying flame
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| As a monument of undimension
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| Where death alone is mine to claim
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| This gate is open now
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| Peeling flesh from bones and bones from spirit
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| I surrender mind and blood and tears of reason evermore
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| Unmasked as heaven’s breath
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| Compelled as knowledge’s death
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| Your will has made me what I am
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| And never was meant to be
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| I received your light, I received your wound
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| As a funeral rite for a heart entombed
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| As stigmata, envoys of the grave of holy creed
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| As your hand demands to fear
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| Your canon requires to persevere
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| To claim the heart of those
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| Pierced by such immense deceit |