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Deny this hell of their design
O great burning nullifier
Almighty alterer
Perception's transformation
No mistress so harsh as this world
Guide us to the smallest beauties
Something to worship in a realm so godless
Take us away
Suffocate the day
The sands of time doth grate
We wrecks of nerves await salvation
Willing is our sedation
Lethargic our rejection
Prefer to take it on in sleep
May your magick comfort me
A higher power here on Earth do speak now
The hidden language traversing vast expanses
Locked within the convolutions
Gaze hard into our reddened eyes
The cracked stare of liberation
Agents to the numb
The pain of a trite empty existence
We lift your spirits converge in flame
Great nullifier coloring the greys
Terminal boredom light and evade
Our prayers are Earthen
A ritual escape
Sanity is a full time job
In a world that's always changing (changing)
Sanity so quietly is kept resisting archaic tradition
Now pass some down
Take us away
Suffocate the day
The sands of time doth grate
We wrecks of nerves await salvation
Willing is our sedation
Lethargic our rejection
Prefer to take it on in sleep
May your magick comfort me
So bring us laughter
Coalesce in haze
Sweet nullifier accentuates
Gather the masses
Burn and celebrate
Our prayers unholy
The ritual remains
We lift your spirits converge in flame
Great nullifier coloring the greys
Terminal boredom light and evade
Our prayers are Earthen
A ritual escape
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