| From the weak half-human turn into a flamous god
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| Rejecting passions and the wilts, impuissance’s trod
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| Shining of new light and wit of beholding truth
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| Overcame the rotting flesh, heard the clop of hoof
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| Epurate tabula rasa of your narrow mind
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| Open Providence of God — your all-seeing eye
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| Be a spirit, quit from fetters of the manas' wrath
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| And behold an Arya Marga — your enlightened path!
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| See that you’re The Greatest Universe
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| Mind is an
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| Infinitude of yours
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| Hear that you’re The Borders of Yourself
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| You are God
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| The Architct of Self
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| You are your own enmy
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| And the Devil is in Man
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| Hell — is our barren land
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| Rather Psycho-Ecumene
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| And in fact, there are no bounds and the gyves of gold
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| Paradise in your own soul, bleeding and blindfold
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| On the fulgent bloody-scared wings of her you fly
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| To the wondrous azure halls out of your sight
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| And become a Loyal Crucifer
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| Be a Star
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| In Crown of Lucifer
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| Incarnate the rightful Spearhand
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| Of the Judge
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| Of Armageddon’s land
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| To light — Godlike, the elite of mankind!
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| To light — who’s taste the Tree of Knowledge!
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| To light — Unlooked the goldarn Yahweh’s side
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| Blessed Ones!
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| To Dark — Handcuffed, the cowards of the Mind
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| To Dark — The slaves who love the whiplash
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| To Dark — Blind fans of Abrahamic trash
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| Cursed Ones!
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| And you can learn all people to the same
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| Because the End of World — is not the End
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| It’s just the change of zodiacal age
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| And we’re — eternal Bi-ven'Ehelim
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| You are in strength to do the miracles
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| In fact, not as Christ — nonens biblical
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| Become the symbol of the Newest Faith —
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| Faith in the Man, His Power on All Things! |