Primordial forces of conception, the origins of creation
Exhumed from dust, the power which it gives you
Meteors of dismay reign high above the mountains

Where everything slowly takes its shape,
This pilgrimage seems to last forever;
Bewildered remains its gaze,
Through

Observance in our eyes, reconcile duality;
The night is mysterious and full of wonder,
Where everything hangs in neurotic balance

Feel the need to express here
It is safe here to address
The passing wind is my witness

In the myticism of late summer breeze
Let your

In this nocturnal hour, the earth stands still
Your shining eyes are the light which guides me,
In this time, salvation and acceptance (are the narrow way)

Drink from this cup of despair
Fill it to the brim, mortal deeds...beware!
Desires of flesh...

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