I felt heat in a space where the sun never shines. The artificial sky with the water dripping down as the time goes by. We're livin' underground so we're moving to the sound of the cars outside. We do more than stay alive. We're living off the sun like animals from old times. Drifting through this place like we've got control of time. We take the blue mold then inner visions come in. Knowledge from beyond. Then we download the life from the light then it's gone and we're on.

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(Barbelith) Sounds echo in my ear. (Barbelith) Light appearing from nowhere. (Barbelith) I've been purged from my fears. (Barbelith) I'm reborn a living prayer.

Topside we look to the sky when inspiration comes, knowledge channeled from beyond then. Elemental energies are flooding me with memories. Images of hidden things; past lives and infant dreams. Realizations come with the selfs undone. Divine water flood and inner walls crumble into smithereens. Tumble through my history. Purified in Mystery and I'm turned on.

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Street walking people hover 'round city steeples with a look of understanding as they grind down their peep holes. See they see with new lenses as you're going on your benders. Pacing 'round their centers, letting light in that cleanses. Unravelling their layers as they're sleeping in the train cars. City mystics shed weight, waiting for the payoff. They speak in strange syllables, practice strange rituals. They're waiting for the word that sparks the world into chaos.

Bright sun, let me see the bright sun. Bright song, let me hear a bright song.

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