| A Telemetry - Recycling | |
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part of a rhythm something unknown peaks the interest of intelligent minds chaos and all that goes with mystery is there something to be learned here I doubt it blind are we to make assumptions as good as a guess in the shadow of ages gone on by we're a speck of sand recycling the soul is a matter we'd all like to know recycling the soul who's out there to retrieve me through a window take a lunge into a depth of no returning intrigued and all that flashes in front of me is nothing taking place there I knew it just the brain controlling the trip through a psychedelic maze enter here collective void all stop a loss of existence recycling the soul is a matter we'd all like to know recycling the soul who's out there to retrieve me laid in a box buried away eternity promised to us all now defeated recycling the soul is a matter we'd all like to know recycling the soul who's out there to retrieve me |
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