[gods:] harmony must be seen before disharmony can be felt. let her feel and
Form all fragments of the material world. she will seem to be a goddess,
Without knowing that she is an actress.


Struck to the ground, senses are unbound
My red hands, burning into the earth
Every spect of dust radiates from me

Colour of all matter
Turns red in me
And i shine upon all life
I desecrate chaos of my mind
Seeing through a simple world
Bodies built of dust, not soul

The sleeper, the reflective, all the lost people
They are sleepwalkers in my dream
I am a goddess, i inhaled harmony
I exhale and the world gives in on me


We are all without soul

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