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Feel nothing |
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Oxen and primate as one |
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Pushing what already strives |
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(There is) no space |
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(There is) no peace |
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Let go of the whip |
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We've reached the outer limits of this orchestrated vision |
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Some might think it can't be kept apart |
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Forgot to ask: where are we in all of this? |
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Trying to get off track ... into the wilderness |
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Running from the beast |
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In need of strength, in search of guidance |
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Asked but given nothing - remembering everything |
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It matters not now, it all came to fuel |
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Silent growth |
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Hoarse rust |
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Can not be broken |
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I trust the shapes |
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Heathen vertigo |
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Repaint the curses and bellow |
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Sailing past to old shores |
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In the distant haze |
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The waving motion |
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Is not for you |
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In every direction stretched and torn no more |
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(It) seems we've been here all along |