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By Cynic, A cult or crew that know not of what to
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By Cynic, Feet to hip
Leaf to breast
Throat to brain
and skin arrange
Now we're
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By Cynic, A prevalent personality
Susceptible to understand
Pressured with an easy procedure
Returned with
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By Cynic, As I peered into my mortal cup of mind
A moleten
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By Cynic, Feeling something, needing something
Acting something out to this naive
Character your
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By Cynic, What happened to honesty
What the hell's happened to truth?
An adverse
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By Cynic, Evolution
Here's my hand you painted on
A circle fades inside a
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By Cynic, Society's selfish meaning to confine
Disabled by the need to cure
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By Cynic, How could I forget such a revelation
To love without fear
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By Cynic, As one I'll meet the mortal memories
Reliving seeking silence
And know
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By Cynic, I touch the string though the harp may not sing
Still
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By Cynic, From the mountain top
He looks upon the crowds
Mindful among the
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By Cynic, Those cries, those lies
That tell the truth
Life's intention to open
One's
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By Cynic, The space
We claim the space
The space
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By Cynic, Hey comrade
What will it be like on the day we
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By Cynic, Cosmic mother awaken us in
Thine impartial love for all
Bless us
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By Cynic, Learning, discerning, how to arrange
Thinking the haze will just not
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By Cynic, Space, raise my arms
Space, wake my eyes
Space, grace my heart
Can
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By Cynic, Memory, thunder cloud
Sadi sati killing down
Starved at the root again
We
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By Cynic, Coinage of my brain
A bodiless creation ecstacy
Madness counterpart visioning things
I
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By Cynic, Self is the universe, not separate
The state before the fall
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By Cynic, In Maya's grip illusion transforms verity
Perceiving thus a delusive world
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By Cynic, I long to live with some celestial beingsTo adore in
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By Cynic, [Instrumental]
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By Cynic, As one I'll meet the mortal memoriesReliving seeking silenceAnd know
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By Cynic, In Maya's grip illusion transforms verityPerceiving thus a delusive world
