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You shall be cast down Before even dreams were dreamt of There existed misery Epitome of gods and men alike Tormented as they struggled Amidst chaos, twisted beings did mesh as one Not yet beyond the veil To be as waxen idols... Crafted with the blackest hand of matter Birthed was the unseeing eye Divinity renamed.... Silence the unhearer Burden thy path not more Shade the beacon light Keep hidden from ones Whom seek not paths of worth Drink the Soma Vision the white lotus Seated upon the thousandth petal Crucified to the days of three Emerge, open thy eye View the innate and dream the dream Behold the nirvanic temple... Aus Songtexte Mania