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Time conceals itself in error when all is turned to lie of blissful rapture flee from me the liquid light shares its grandeur the spring of eden shall never run dry Creation holds its breath Tomorrow is no friend of mind Drench logic - drence judgment awake - every sense is new For we know no tomorrow and yesterday appears in fragmentary form What now must burn shall with newfound strangh emerge drift through my eyes Bacchi gates bid me welcome Drench logic Drench judgment So drink from the fountain everlasting...drown With these eyes the land can no longer decieve us Letras de canciones He cried into nothing with the voice of his soul New logic brought upon the remains of his land the land decieves Bacchi gates bid me welcome From Letras Mania