Reach into the void
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Touch the heart of darkness
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Reach for the light
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Feel the hand of god
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The uncertainty of my existence
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Can be decided by choice of a path I must walk
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So, sick monotone culprit
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Come on down and we'll talk about it
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Bow down to the gods
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Or keep on walking further.
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On the cusp of our enlightenment we march
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With the sun at my back
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I take my first step outside shading my thoughts
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and perceptions.
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Done from the truth I'll never run
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Be it the light or the shadow
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I walk in hand with all
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Born of nothing
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My thoughts are unconditional
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And I despise the facade of the original martyr
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Deep with the void
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Higher
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Searching for the light
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We leave this world behind
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The violent twisting of the fates
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The eminent collapse of our current state
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Born of nothing
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My thoughts are unconditional
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And I despise the facade of the original martyr
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Deep with the void
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Higher
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Searching for the light
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We leave this world behind
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Bow down to the gods
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Or keep on walking further.
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On the cusp of our enlightenment we march
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The Walk
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