You know that moment, when your personality splits
And what was there is gone as your reality shifts
Then for a brief minute, your here before your perception flips
That light begins to flicker with each tocking tick
Contemplating the conception of the whatever was and when it begins
How we got stuck in this rotation of infinite spins
Not exactly as simple as dust in the wind
But not as complicated as what one may envision
The soul conjured through pure magick and precision
Ironically the body being that miracles prison
Look outward or within, thats your free wills decision
What you see is all but it isn't
As we absorb the sounds of the cosmos bass of wisdom
Energy is radiated from our crystal hearts prism
What is true is said to be lost but only hidden
You must dare to enter where is said to be forbidden

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