| From the mountains of fire to one
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| From Elysian fields to the sun
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| Within streams of corruption you’ll come
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| From the covertly choir to none
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| You’re the pulse of a lifelong ordeal
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| You’re the vice I can hardly conceal
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| Within dreams of irruption you’ll heal
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| And what’s illusive again shall be real
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| I follow you down
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| The path into the fire
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| I follow you down
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| The path of vain desire
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| I follow you down
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| The path that brings us higher
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| I follow you down
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| The path to your empire
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| Where ever you lead will be my destination
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| No questions be asked nor answers be given
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| As long as I’m free or dogmatic stagnation
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| I shall be your vessel forever unshriven
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| And deep were the caverns and mazes we crossed
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| And deep will be what lies ahead of us now
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| As seen through the eyes of the one that is lost
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| There are no restrictions that you can allow
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| Within this labyrinth the blind are
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| The blessed and the blessed shall be blinded eventually
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| For temptation is present in all that
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| We hear and feel in all that we see
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| None will be free from the oath of conviction
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| Not one shall secede from this joyful addiction
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| For the chains of the many are chance to the few
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| And even fewer, if any, will find a way through
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| Speaking works that deceive
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| Every man is an abyss |