Song | Ascension Sickness |
Artist | Abigail Williams |
Album | Becoming |
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Dark clouds cover the sky blocking the pale illusive moonlight. | |
A false feeling of protection from that | |
which obscures the perceptional reality. | |
But am I not ready to see beyond the matrix | |
and surrender to the magnificence | |
of my own being and embrace immortality? | |
Cold water lands upon my face drowning my thoughts | |
and my flesh it does purify. | |
Tonight we roam in absolute darkness, | |
guided only by the light within. | |
Radiating. |