Cool water flow to pass my lips. Quinch the thirst parching my soul. Ever clear to flow as to peak the tips. Lost without control. Dazed by the tempest of the day.Held captive by the night Caught bound to stay no matter how hard you fight.
Confusion born in indecision, lost without faith to carry you through. Now in for a colision What are you left to do? Search for a profit to show you the way. Run from the truth, you thought would get you through another day.
Then came Seth born from the beast.Taught by the hands of man. Control now to take the feast.Then bleed the soul of man. Close your eyes for nowhere should the truth be seen. Who should care? If you don't know what they mean.
For as was in the book unseen. The end shall come. I saw it all in a dream. Numbers caught to hold the task. Within your fear your soul was cast. Now to mark the end. I believe in hope to see. Caught in sin. Alas never free. Bound to Seth. Only to hide from the wrath of God. The profit Seth, Now to be construde as odd.
And I to be blinded, shackled, bound in circumstance divine. As fire consumes the world,no more to dance. We surrender to whatwe find.And the profit Seth now incarnate. Within the circle To never taste of death. Or in life rejoice.... For eternity? Would you burn for me?
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