| Nexus Polaris… a truth concealed
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| A gaunt expression of the end
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| Prophecies revealed… dimensional chaos
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| In perfect symmetry — a mask so dreary
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| A truth so stained — a planetary conformation
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| A long lost creation — a black door dimension
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| In shallow mystery
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| What is this universe, but a will to exist?
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| Forever… in all dimensions — Polaris opens it’s eyes
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| The Nexus of time and space
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| Nexus Polaris… a path revealed — A joyous feast of fools
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| Stupidity renewed… dimensional chaos… in perfect harmony
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| Possessive illusions — like the taste of defeat
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| Regress or regenerate — and your downfall is complete
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| Illusive possessions — an imaginary void
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| Hurled towards chaos — to destruct or destroy
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| «We reach for outerdimensional paranoia
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| Concealed paralells and hidden truths…
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| And then, as we galantly plunge the borders
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| Of or own existance… elements dissolve
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| And microcosmos collide these are the planetary
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| Black elements in which the force lies to a
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| Greater cosmic glory… when the doors of
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| Perception are cleansed… the Nexus Polaris
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| Will rise…»
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| Possessive illusions — like the taste of defeat
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| Regress or regenerate — and your downfall is complete |