Iridescent to the searhing eyes, I'm all things vivid in a world of grey
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So easily spotted, so easily claimed in this domain where all is prey
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My thoughts a radiant beacon to the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
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I'm a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
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I am them. I am teeth. I'm their arousal at the kill
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Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp. The contradiction fulfilled
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Focus the only means to see me back to life's unending swirl
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A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead, as away is now my origin.
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In Death - Is Death
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| Meshuggah |
