Текст песни
A
mental
pyroclastic
flow
of
burning
fragments
A
stream
of
chaos
intertwining,
Melting,
fusing
the
last
remains
Of
humanity,
into
a
glowing
body
I'm
pounding
and
pounding
this
body
into
shape
I
anticipate
the
course
of
events
Hammering
it's
syntax
to
fit
our
needs
A
blacksmiths
of
mental
confinement
My
anvil
consisting
of
visions
to
come
My
hammer,
the
vortex
of
god
All
the
blood
sweat
and
tears
in
changing
our
fate
Who
am
I
really
to
change
and
create?
Save
me
from
presumption
One
universe
away
from...
Save
me
from
presumption
One
universe...
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