| And in this place I stay this faint desire of mine
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| If every time I fall I curse the ground I walk
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| My burden grows coming there
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| And in this trek of mine I’m a fool for fool I win
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| In deep consciousness I breathe
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| In ever nothingness I heal
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| I feel the ways of tomorrow and stay while
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| I sift through these pages of gold
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| Pages of zion, not that desire, all over again
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| Tell me your mine and I’ll hold back all time until all is there
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| If its pleasure you want then I’ll see what it takes to bring all you in
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| Pleasure of desire it keeps in with ire, for you I’ll sleep again
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| Pleasure of desire, build myself higher over again
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| I lie again in waste my body feeds off the rest
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| In loneliness I wait to assure I’m only mate
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| Itching eyes that wield rape
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| And one from here I stand, I’m a fool for fool I win
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| In deep consciousness I breathe
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| In ever nothingness I heal
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| I feel the ways of tomorrow
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| And stay while I sift through these pages of gold
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| Pages of zion, not that desire, all over again
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| Tell me your mine and I’ll hold back all time until all is there
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| If its pleasure you want then I’ll see what it takes to bring all you in
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| Pleasure of desire it keeps in with ire, for you I’ll sleep again
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| Pleasure of desire, build myself higher over again |