| The singularity, the day of awakening breaking
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| The phantoms aware, inside you in a parallel universe
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| A blackhole anomaly devouring all left in its wake
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| For heaven’s sake, all shall feel the wrath of the universe…
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| Children of the sun, now what have you done?
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| Seems your mother’s crying-
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| You’ve bitten the hand that feeds you
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| Bleeds for you, she’s on her knees
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| For every beat of your heart for you
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| Once upon a time, again
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| They all die climbing over the broken bones
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| Of those who tried before them
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| Visionary eyes, sewn closed
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| Blindly search for he-who-knows
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| Insidious seeds of greed breed evil
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| Serpentine their roots, strangling life from itself
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| Avaricia, Acedia-
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| It’s high noon with the noonday devil
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| Wrath of the universe
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| Feel her surround you
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| Wrath of the universe
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| She will devour you
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| Equilibrium of the pendulum swing
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| Set in perfect balance and synchronicity
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| Light to black and back again, spinning into oblivion
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| Terminators with supercolliders
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| Like mischievous children always tinkering things off-kilter
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| Contradicter, equalizer- macrocosm creep inside her
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| So you want to be your own gods?
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| Who you going to pray to then when it all comes down?
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| (When the sky comes falling down on you)
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| Strange voices speaking tongues
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| When lies became the truth and it all dies down
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| (When it all comes raining down on you)
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| Parallel worlds colliding
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| She’ll eradicate to balance
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| The cancer, the poison
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| They will all be washed away
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| The passion for revenge goes beyond the sense of reason
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| Your narcissistic ghosts are coming back to haunt you
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| Mother, she has given all and yet
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| They take what is forbidden and give nothing in return
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| Mother, your children have betrayed you
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| As they drain the lifeblood from your still-beating heart
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| Mother, from womb to tomb, the self-anointed
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| Demagogues believe they create where they stand
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| Madmen! |
| They trudge across the dust and stones
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| Of remnant thrones gone so long before them
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| Sunrise, a gift to grace our tired eyes-
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| Twilight preludes the songbirds
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| Another day of following shadows
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| In fields of thorns and seasons of withering
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| A mystery, a parallel uni-mind
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| A blackhole singularity that breathes
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| Tellurian, a dark-soul anomaly
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| That swallows everything in its wake
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| Ghost ships sail so precariously
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| In nefarious waters of dark iniquity
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| Still she’ll spin around
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| Long beyond the traces of them never found |