Bliss torn, transition incomplete
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As fall entombed their mother sphere
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Bent to the sky, artificial eye
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Crushed, nature moans, enlightened
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Drained was the heart of man
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Insects spawning, hybrids crawling
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In spinning cluster skies we're soaring
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I've seen tomorrow sun die
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into the darkness skies
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But as poisoned seeds and acid rot the earth
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We will fly into exile
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Oh, morituri te salutant
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Defier of the Night
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Fierce adulterers
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What's the destination
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of their selfish search?
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Forced into spiral alterations
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The coils of pain
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Hybrids crawling
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in spinning cluster skies we're soaring
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They've got reconcile
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Their cause is unpure
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The poor invest in stolen grace
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Insect
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| Spiral Architect |
