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At the end of genocide
When we chose our sides
And fought an endless war
Against our own minds
We fade into the nights
Just to bring the days alive
To burn the darkest light
In our eyes
We feel a light
Inside of our minds
Raging
And diving in
And taking ourselves against
This tidal wave
Of our entire life
Channeling our lives
And twisting the being
That we hold
With our hold
Distilling
The meaning
From envy
And enemies
Rebuilding
The temples
The temple of our mind
And walking a fine line
Through innocence
To where we go to be a live
Unheard of and feeling
The truth of our meaning
And the beating
Of our hearts
The slow healing
Of our scars
Twisting and breaking
The momentary hold over us
Tasting infinity
And taking all that we used to be
And building the heavens
Where we slowly go to be
In heaven
The endless
Burning of our days
Inside an empty flame
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