| Like Shiva in the circle of Samsara
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| In halo of nails I dance
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| Phantoms, flowing through my veins
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| I wander through the maze
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| Of intoxicated mind
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| The elixir from the land of peace
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| In my unconsciousness I search for release
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| I cross the portals of insight
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| To escape the poison of life
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| Choking with phantoms of happiness
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| I touch both heaven and hell
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| And the world takes off all of its masks
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| Suspended in the state of neither-neither
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| I swim through the streams of oneiric magick
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| My body shivers
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| My feet, my hands — cold as the dead
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| The beat of my heart accelerates
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| My mind, deformed by psychoactive phlegm
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| Twisted images appear
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| Bursting out of my head
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| Like fragments of the world
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| Through this flesh of god
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| Like splinters of glass
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| Through this flesh of mine
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| Worms of despair are crawling
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| Across my orbit
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| New world order
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| To forget here and now
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| Mine alone to claim
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| My nostrils are burning with its bitter taste
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| The world has renounced its claims
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| This is me on the plinth of euphoria
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| The twins are closed
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| Third one — opened wide
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| Free of expectations
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| Free of illusions of better tomorrow
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| I put my universe in a pill
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| To traverse the other dimensions
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| To wander through the darkest corners of consciousness
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| To integrate my self with this twisted projection of existence
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| Cosmos in my hands
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| Pocket size of the universe of mine
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| Pupils enlarged and hastened breath
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| Terrifying laughter and utter fear
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| Life and death restrained
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| This is the nightmare’s beginning
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| This is the nightmare’s end
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| The closer to the end, the more I’m afraid
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| Life and death — manifesting themselves
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| The closer to the end, the more I’m afraid
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| Blood and tears
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| Cold morning fears |