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My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. |
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Listen to me. |
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I will nourish your flesh with blood dew |
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Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. |
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I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. |
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This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm |
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Univocal language of phrases ancient like music |
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Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid |
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Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere |
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Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom |
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Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. |
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Throw your dice and enjoy the chance |
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The moon could not appear again. |
