| Command me not!
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| I am the might that you’ll never be
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| What you’ve promised us to have after we’re gone
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| This we have here and now, for now is on forever
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| They judgement day we’re feared of
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| Is the limitation of our minds
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| Ah! |
| Psychotronic streams
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| Release the ghosts of the old gods
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| The one resembling in the looking glass
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| My demigod
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| Look at his wings
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| Slightly too big for the frame
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| And those transparent eyes…
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| I’d say the world will crush him down
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| The thousand suns will die
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| Before you figure that out
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| How to handle the burden of those t**anic wings
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| Instead of trying to understand
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| Enjoy this very moment of clarity
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| As soon as you die?
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| The world dies with you
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| Psychotronic streams
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| Release the ghosts of the old gods
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| The one resembling in the looking glass
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| My demigod
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| Look at his wings
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| Slightly too big for the frame
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| And those transparent eyes…
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| I’d say the world will crush him down
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| Storm of voices
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| Winds of brightness
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| Rivers of gold
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| Smell the sulphur
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| Black light!
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| The radiant prism glows upon the mirror walls
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| Blindfold and chained fools
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| Dragging their feet for slaughter |