Supraecstases
Being conscious is not enough
For hope to germinate
The seed is soft within the rough
Slander of Truth, smother and depricate
The precious, the fragile, and the kind
Into the reverse of nature
And the fallacy of fate
O hide me from the lies
Thick the veil that made me blind
To Truth, sullying my essence
All the fibers of falsity negate
The need for repentance
Causes the universe to rupture
But it's never too late
To hold on to innocence
To climb the heights of existence
Find the edge of reality, the silence
That can make one great
For hope to germinate
The seed is soft within the rough
Slander of Truth, smother and depricate
The precious, the fragile, and the kind
Into the reverse of nature
And the fallacy of fate
O hide me from the lies
Thick the veil that made me blind
To Truth, sullying my essence
All the fibers of falsity negate
The need for repentance
Causes the universe to rupture
But it's never too late
To hold on to innocence
To climb the heights of existence
Find the edge of reality, the silence
That can make one great
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