With fear at heart you exhale your life
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and down, down, down you'll stride
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Each impulse you've indulged
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failure wears your ring
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born a slave to wealth and fame
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failure! Where's your king?
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With the vortex streams of karmic gravity
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sinking to the grosser realms beneath
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to the 8th sphere, the gutter of cosmos
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from whence arises none
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Not Hell but the globe of death
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too dense for an eye to detect
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the place of complete dissolution
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nature's evolutionary absolution
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Like a fly captured in a jar
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destined to dissolve you are
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atom by atom, flaw by flaw
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slowly ground in the teeth of All
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The shape of shadows and light
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puts out the dying fires inside
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another soul embraces its end
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never to reborn again
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With fear at heart you exhale your life
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and down, down, down you'll stride
|
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Each impulse you've indulged
|
failure wears your ring
|
born a slave to wealth and fame
|
failure! Where's your king?
|
|
With the vortex streams of karmic gravity
|
sinking to the grosser realms beneath
|
to the 8th sphere, the furnace of cosmos
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from whence returns none
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8th Sphere
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| Alghazanth |
