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s not what we?re meant to be made of Swallowed Saturn under the terms of our imprisonment To arrest in a new form ?till the shadow of him covered every

all thought Of solidity Encircled by the frail cannon Beset by the strength of support The confines of validity Are entrenched in rough soil Traces of the forms

Somewhere in the past, some stolen hours Strange memories, on my own Deep in the fear, controlled by demon They come from the livin' hologram Standing

consciousness Nothing is himself Everything is world Primordial egg retains Consciousness unborn Pre-personal perfection Bliss's screen is yet untorn Uroboric forms

It flows like red lava upon a city Of outstretched arms awaiting Deliverance, awaiting rebirth as infestation Beneath the skin of a goddess Divinity

(by R.E.M.) These bastards stole their power from the victims of the Us v. Them years, Wrecking all things virtuous and true. The undermining social

This really feels like flying Am I lighter than air? Perhaps I'm on the water floating God knows this could be anywhere At least my lungs are still breathing

not what we?re meant to be made of Swallowed Saturn under the terms of our imprisonment To arrest in a new form ?till the shadow of him covered every

Tradução: American Lesion. Formas amorfas.