| A crack in the well of pervasive conversion
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| Incepts the disintegration of thoughts
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| Asleep in utter heavenly silence
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| Trepidatious of death
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| A liquefaction of human horizons
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| Convergence beyond
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| Clarity a noctilucent portal
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| A colour unknown
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| Awaken us from slumber
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| Concuss our thoughts
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| With a downpour of warmth
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| With the arms stretched out wide open
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| Expect this fate to be our last
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| As shrill light beams of mouth and eyes
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| Awaken us from slumber
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| Concuss our thoughts
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| With a downpour
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| For we are all stranded and begotten
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| In this architecture twisted apart
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| For in a place where the reasoner fails to reason
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| Is where step by step we wander
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| Into darkness
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| Ad Rigorem
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| Falling into the void
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| Intermitting the mortal divergence
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| Convergence beyond apogee
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| We won’t forget
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| The sight of her creation
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| Reborn in the chasm
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| Expulsed from lucidness
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| A crack in the well of pervasive conversion
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| Incepts the disintegration of thoughts
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| Asleep in utter heavenly silence
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| Reborn and thrown
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| Into the sand, Into the sand
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| Reborn and thrown
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| Into the sand, Into the sand
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| Into the sand and on we march
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| Into the sand
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| Into darkness
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| Into the sand
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| Into dust
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| We march into vagueness
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| The elders have spoken
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| Though nothing’s been learnt
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| The tables have turned
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| Now we march
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| Into dust
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| Awaken us from slumber
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| Concuss our thoughts
|
| With a downpour
|
| For we are all stranded and begotten
|
| In this architecture twisted apart
|
| For in a place where the reasoner fails to reason
|
| Is where step by step we wander
|
| Into darkness
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| Ad Rigorem |