When the woods rumble low,
and storm clouds ride by in the purplish sky at
the corners of dreams, ‘round the edges of sleep
(Try to get acquainted to find out what it's all about)
Transcendence
[?] my steps in this veil of tears
A journey upward and outward
We find the most perfect unity
The world process then,
is the slow coming to fruition of that divine spot
The source
The goal
The life of creative things
I am imagination
Change my fate with silent grace, sorrow in my name
[?] to my tears
Holding my breath
Change my fate with silent grace, sorrow in my name
He walks into a dark hallway
May I ask how you can sink below the
surface of the ocean, and rise again as you wish?
We- we have to face the dark side
A transformation goes in the personality with
this journey into the da-da-da-da-da-da-dark s-
It isn't hot (phew!) in the furnace, man
It isn't hot (ssstt!) in the furnace, man
It isn't hot in the furnace, man this furnace is cool

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