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The hominid trajectory Was the catalyst to forbid This inter-dimensional imagery For the substance of our existence Seeps of earthborn putridity This mystic entheogen Skinning my essence From a planet of regurgitated monsters It ripped the threads of a dying macrocosm Where all creations are charades and imposters I no longer sense a ghost inside my carbon-based vessel The grief is horrendous But I rest in comfort of knowing My soul is eternal and my consciousness endless As my fleshed flame was quenched with gloom The eternal darkness took my soul to consume I can overhear my shadow's dimming cry It wept and said "Only that of which can destroy itself is truly alive" Letras de cancionesI no longer sense a ghost inside my carbon-based vessel The grief is horrendous But I rest in comfort of knowing My soul is eternal and my consciousness endless As my fleshed flame was quenched with gloom The eternal darkness took my soul to consume I can overhear my shadow's dimming cry It wept and said "Only that of which can destroy itself is truly alive" No longer was I to be revived My body had been purged Bathed by the sound of flies From Letras Mania