| Like blindfolded, we’re still unaware
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| This elucidation still elided
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| Unpercieved, deriving from us
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| Derision arises in dissimulation
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| No ray of light in the distance
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| A movement without a sound
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| Shifting thoughts in your head
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| Breaking down your static sense
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| Open your eyes, hold your breath
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| Truth like a distancing effect
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| On second thought this dream will end
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| Our postmodern world expiring today
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| Outrun by an incomplete social malfunction
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| Soon to negate our imaginary wisdom
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| The shortest distance is none
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| Falling earthwards, intraday deriliction
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| Not confined onto the smallest matter of mind
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| A single thought not to be deprived
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| Now you yourself are becoming a deity
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| The next step is done, a new era befalling
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| Rapidly disintegrate |