| Consume me, o' vastness of what lies before me
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| May I be reborn in your own very image
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| Revel in the sights of your very essence
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| Upon this journey I must embark upon
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| Enamored by your purist beauty
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| Entranced with your absolute authority
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| Why must this land of gold depart me
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| Why must you swallow me whole
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| On this continual path…
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| Waters rushed the sands with rapid force
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| Thrusting one’s power unto thee
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| It drifted upon our glorious shores
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| Gouging the stones from the earth
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| Removing all life to considerable depths
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| Amongst the windswept dunes of mass deposits
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| Upon the shifting tides of sweltering heat
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| Depletion of your granular sands
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| Destruction of your identity
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| As I meander across this desolate floor
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| I traverse upon the surface of decay
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| On a distant shore I now no longer fear
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| I prey for the definitive end
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| Hear my cries, as they shatter the universe
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| Feel my longing, as I ponder on days of old
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| A life once known to me aeons ago…
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| Decreasing mass surrounds me
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| Floods overcome our grounds
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| Creeping upon the floor of the tide
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| Marked the sign of the curse
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| Ever so weakening, powerful, indestructible
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| Scraping the filth off the earth
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| Dominating, devastating now rendered unusable
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| Why must this land of gold depart me
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| Why must you swallow me whole
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| On this continual path upon desolate sands |