Splatter the canvas of being, resonate with the essence of radiance Tread the path deep within the outside realm, and dissasimulate to become whole Vibrate in unison with the symphony of existence Its crescendos sweep through the dimensions of reality Mythical ethos falling through the glass, shattering memories past A multitude of origins culminating, smell the scent of withering ash This claims existence, ones presence uninhibited Staining the conscious and distant, gorge the minds eye upon the cinders The glass sits placid as a massive universe sits hidden Gorge the minds eye, the soul is a parchment upon which creation is written The glass sits placid as a massive universe sits hidden The spiral unwinds, let this force take you in as whole Under the ground of the withering monarch Gazing in their hallowed veins, there birth remains in vast unreaching Searching for all vital senses, an answer lies within the tempest Ensue beyond your own well being, free reach of sightless seeing The spiral unwinds, let this force take you in as whole Under the ground of the withering monarch Stacks of clamor mount upon weakened shoulders Falter blindly as we forget our instincts But behind the withered doors lies the answer tightly bounded As we unlock our hidden supremacy Gazing in their hallowed veins, there birth remains in vast unreaching Searching for all vital senses, an answer lies within the tempest Ensue beyond your own well being, free reach of sightless seeing Under locks of your digression, free yourself from your depression
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