a temple made of flesh
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in which we emerge to a world of ourselves
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the rising of the strong
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and strength is found in the blood of man
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there¡¯s a throne for every god
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a stronger aeon for each to find
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there¡¯s a throne for every one
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in the aeon for which we strive
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this is my eminent god
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my flesh my body mind and soul
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rightful by nature with none above
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a kingdom for itself that stands out
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the ancient systems comes to chaos
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becomes enslaved by gods reborn
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as man merge the carnal and spiritual
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to what they are and always were
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remain the god in your realm by strength
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by truth wealth and life
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exalted high by the strength of the flesh
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now when dogmas come to question
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must find the kingdom inside of us
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become, to be prepared, to praise
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the strength of the flesh
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Strenght Of The Flesh
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| Throneaeon |
