| In the shadow of defamation, the unforgivable lie, hidden inside
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| Giving breath to the flames, a curse out of will
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| Burning all that bears your name, only ashes remain
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| Fabrication reversed, return to the earth
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| In solitude was an unmatched power given birth
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| Spreading these wings, deflecting deceit, laughing in the wake of fate
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| This conviction will not wane, fly away
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| The cycle complete, the theft and the gift
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| Wounds wisened through time, and the blink of the eye
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| Deeds performed in the light, truth instilled, instincted
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| Connecting the circle, embracing the whole
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| To rest in the narrows, there is no time
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| A moment unownable, knowable only in truth and in lies
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| From the dark into the light
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| The vantage point where vision dies
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| Shunning the comforting blanket of night
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| True motives manifest when the sun appears
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| An ocean of doubt, the sediment deep
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| Yet a treasure awaits all who navigate fear
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| Our nature concealed as we held to ideals
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| A sovereignty gives wings, and the Will shall not wane
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| Who are your arbiters of truth
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| To whom does your proxy belong
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| You are not destined to remember
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| The hand of mortality, it tightens
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| Predilection of sin, it permeates
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| The curse of obligation, it punctuates
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| Screaming for an exit from abbreviated realities
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| Tongues unleashed with baited, heaving breaths
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| We are reduced, we are diminished
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| Clearly unfinished, we’ve gone before
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| Open doors and metaphors, open sores and wars before
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| A fighting side, a soul-diers pride, we’ve been to war
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| You must remember, you are wired to forget
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| Progeny of the snake, dualistic and rent
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| The veil top to bottom, one into two
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| Rendered lamenting, yearning for the before
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| That moment that gifts you, humanity’s purview
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| Beyond the between of response and stimuli
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| Don’t you know what you are?
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| A contradiction of intent, lament the self you project
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| We forgot the past and could not hide
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| And why can’t we see through these lies?
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| Within the echoes and ghosts trapped in stone
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| Forever chasing us through time
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| A lesson, we learned a truth we’ll forget
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| When the cycle completes, and the nightmare repeats
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| In the fullness of silence, and the lonliness of noise
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| An act of creation, the only clear way
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| If it all disappeared today, the spark would remain
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| Existence would march onward, and sorrow would wane
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| What have we become now, from one into two, torn
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| O quiet soul, let the knowing take hold, be still with resolve
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| Now devour in time, at the gate time is frozen, o quiet soul |