Ritual Of Emancipation
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Deny this hell of their design o great burning nullifier.
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Almighty alterer,
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Perception's transformation.
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No mistress so harsh as this world,
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Guide us to the smallest beauties,
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Something to worship in a realm so godless.
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Take us away,
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Suffocate the day,
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The sands of time doth grate.
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We wrecks of nerves await salvation,
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Willing is our sedation,
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Lethargic our rejection,
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Prefer to take it on in sleep,
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May your magick comfort me.
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A higher power here on Earth do speak now,
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The hidden language traversing vast expanses,
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Locked within the convolutions.
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Gaze hard into our reddened eyes,
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The cracked stare of liberation.
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Agents to the numb,
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The pain of a trite empty existence,
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We lifted spirits converge in flame,
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Great nullifier coloring the greys,
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Terminal boredom light and evade.
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Our prayers are Earthen,
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A ritual escape.
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Sanity is a full time job in a world that's always changing,
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Sanity so quietly is kept resisting archaic tradition.
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Now pass some down.
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[Solo]
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Take us away,
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Suffocate the day,
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The sands of time doth grate.
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We wrecks of nerves await salvation,
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Willing is our sedation,
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Lethargic our rejection,
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Prefer to take it on in sleep,
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May your magick comfort me.
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So bring us laughter,
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Coalesce in haze,
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Sweet nullifier accentuates.
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Gather the masses,
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Burn and celebrate,
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Our prayers unholy,
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The ritual remains.
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We lifted spirits converge in flame,
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Great nullifier coloring the greys,
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Terminal boredom light and evade.
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Our prayers are Earthen,
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A ritual escape.
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Great Burning Nullifier
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| The Black Dahlia Murder |
