In this mess, precious dust
Gather strength, softness
Guard the Gods, guard the judges
Din of geometric chaos, the chaos
What a mess, the precious dust
Gather strength and softness
Guard the Gods, guard the judges
And contort the geometric, the chaos
What a mess, the precious dust
Gather strength, the softness
Guard the Gods, the judges
Contort the geometric chaos
The joy to love
To know to learn
Are the essence
Of existence
And so couldn't they
Govern it too?
To open up
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The joy to love
To know to learn
Are the essence
Of existence
And so couldn't they
Govern it too?
The joy to love
To open up