The body will never be anything more than a vessel
That bounds us to this earth
Punish this world, we will become infinite
Sentence me, the unholy aggressor
Set us free from the grasp of an idol that I choose not to believe in
Nor trust
No god breathes trust from this, our whole life is being designed to trap the mind
In a state of petrified motion, in which we cannot become whole again
Crawl to me, and feast upon this empty shell
Learn from me
I beg you to free me, and send forth the said betrayer
Punish this world, we will become infinite and trigger global recreation. Enter into the collapsing void
Free my mind from this life, free my mind from this life
Free my mind
Free my mind
The body will never be anything more than a vessel that bounds us to this earth
We are the last few that can change this planet for what it is
Useless, we abandon the vessels that hold us in restraint
Set free from the hand that holds our external body back
We can become complete, and leave this tomb behind
The bodies will but lay in topsoil of sediment and rot
Last chance, no more prophets, no more gods

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