Tears fall when touched inside out
A remembering of source
Surrendering all that is
To divine love within
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Evening meditation on the bank
I have left this world
An empty shell filled with spirit
A phoenix rides the air going east
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We speak in silence
Telling the present story
Without saying a word
Anchor down within
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Sight has been restored after touching the root
Seeing all within me twice
To be as one we need to sacrifice
That what has been outdated
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Time has come to surrender, to lay myself to rest
I must confess that I have been walking backwards
Shielded from the light, projecting it through mirrors of Iron
In the blackest of nights
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These are the walking dead
What have you done
Forty-Forty Five
In the past but not forgotten
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On Swan Lake we twirl around, around
Till the sound of laughter breaks
We hesitate to surrender
To the beating of the drum
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Wherever I am, I always feel you near
Your warmth it fills me whole
As I embrace the depth of your soul
To see with eyes wide open
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I am the destroyer, the fiery serpent that fires at will
Always screeching, never still
Rising below the concrete of the street
Destroying foundations from under your feet
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The Lion saw a raw steak and ran away
The angel into its own reflection a devil
The girl invaded a man
Wiping dirt of her tail
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