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Forever blinding, this worldly womb, has clouded reason, madness in full bloom Do you long, to shed this skin, release the tides, that twist within? All that's left, still all you need, long past the time, to grasp this scene Do you wish, to purge these lies, cleanse the fires, that blaze inside? Each & every step, a solemn prayer Honour the ground, on which we writhe A temple rises, high in ...
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