| I rip through the chains of Mars
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| Astride his mare and roan
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| (as) war bellows blazing free
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| That rock
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| That vicar
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| And that flower
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| Today I’ll put them to sleep
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| Your wings have risen up against my foes
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| And Your winds blow into my sail
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| And set me upon this path of burning thorns
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| That bends as the Devil’s tail
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| Open heart
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| Closed eyes
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| Trembling hands tear apart the chain
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| What saint’s decree
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| Can hold me back
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| Now that Your name is known to me?
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| «for Your chants to reverb on the walls of my mind
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| Their truth diligently unfurled
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| For the Living Death in grotesque glory to walk
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| From my dreams into the world»
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| A bony hand
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| Upon my shoulder
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| Leads me from day into night
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| And from the void
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| Into the air
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| I follow you sleepily
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| From the air
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| To the sea
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| I follow you uncertainly
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| From the sea
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| To the earth
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| I follow you determinately
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| Through the earth
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| Into the fire
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| I follow you confidently
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| From the fire
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| Into the void
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| I follow you eternally
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| Within the godhead
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| Within the abyss
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| And from on high
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| I reach down into the world
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| I am thrust
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| Through the air
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| Particle swarm
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| Gaining speed
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| Friction builds
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| I am perceived
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| I go where gravity wills
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| The sky it yields
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| Before my fall
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| An empty husk
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| I am fulfilled
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| And filled with rain
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| A falling moon
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| I neither wax nor wane
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| As fiery birds
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| Crumble and die
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| In the wake of wings
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| Scorching aether
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| I come along
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| I land in salt
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| (to be) neither psalm nor song
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| At grotesque speed
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| I break the glass
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| I am moved through
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| Soul torn apart
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| Blackthorn wreath
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| Lungs fill with brine
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| As I slowly slip beneath
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| A deep blue glow
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| Of endless chance
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| Sends up its hands
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| Grasping claws
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| Tendrils bore
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| Into my skin
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| (and) replace what was before
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| I am reassembled
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| Through witching love
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| Sirens call
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| And pass me by
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| My ears burst
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| With the force of Death
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| That stills my endless thirst
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| It seems as though
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| The open sea
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| Endless void
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| Pregnant with rage
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| Impedes my birth
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| Forever lost
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| I set my nails into earth
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| As I writhe
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| Over scaly stone
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| Coral of blood
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| Exquisite pain
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| There’s not a sound
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| Awake I dream
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| That I’m absorbed in ground
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| I become aware
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| Of intense force
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| Choking my lungs
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| Halting my pulse
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| Drowning in mire
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| I pass, like night
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| From soil into fire
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| I grasp and reach
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| For nothingness
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| A final death
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| So loved not mourned
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| A final test
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| A break of laws
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| At His enduring behest
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| Chaotic swirl
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| Of ravenous flame
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| Nuclear decay
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| Dead atom-sphere
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| Unleash hell
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| And from this point
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| Time has nothing to tell
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| Among melting stone
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| My skin retreats
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| Magnesium bites
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| White storm of teeth
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| Into my soul
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| Carbon to ash
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| I am swallowed hole
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| I fall into
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| The spaceless space
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| The timeless time
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| The endless end
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| Neither here nor there
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| Above or below
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| Into the night I go |