Research finding pathways in the seamless web
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In black space between words a field unknown
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Repeat endless mantras of the stored collective drone
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A surface-world is what the senses show
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But you cannot taste the essence of your soul
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Sever all strings to the confined
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Forget all that has been
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Sever all strings to mortal life
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Unveil and see through
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With every thought you find a sequence has begun
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And when you trust the senses, peace of mind will never come
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Through false sensory perceptions of the flesh
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You paint without colours on a canvas blank
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Deceived by the history on which we do bestow
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Based on the past we re-enact what's gone
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And when all else fails your essence will go on
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Sever all strings to the confined
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Forget all that has been
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Sever all strings to mortal life
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Unveil and see through
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With every thought you find a sequence has begun
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And when you trust the senses, peace of mind will never come
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All things that's said and done is open to perceive in any way desired
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Now behold- conflict is gone
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Whatever you find is never the truth
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Unless it doesen't die as time goes by
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Whatever you find you just have to wait
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All things found will in time be gone
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Sever all strings to the confined
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Forget all that has been
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Sever all strings to mortal life
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Unveil and see through
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With every thought you find a sequence has begun
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And when you trust the senses, peace of mind will never come
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All things that's said and done is open to perceive in any way desired
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Now behold- conflict is gone
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Trapezoid
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Scar Symmetry |