| We wait in hiding, we lie in wait
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| We secretly draw great plans
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| Of spaceless kingdom of the soul
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| Of triumph of the will
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| We wait in hiding, we lie in wait
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| We slowly change our blood
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| For the arrival of the eon
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| Of the new mind and love
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| The absence of war does not mean peace
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| The absence of noise does not mean silence
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| We whisper, we plot, we wait…
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| We wait in hiding, we lie in wait
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| We carry light occulted
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| Each for themselves and never all
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| The solitary work
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| We wait in hiding, we lie in wait
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| We are so many yet so few
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| The work is started and never done
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| Yet there’s no yearning for the calm
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| We are carving
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| Out of light
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| The airless structures of agape
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| For starts that never touch
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| We wait in hiding, we lie in wait
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| We patiently seek the day
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| When all our wishes are come true
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| When the new order has arrived |