It's a hollow hand
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That pulls you into
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An otherworldly land
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So alluring and new
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And the higher ground
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Where you took your stand
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Has now leveled down to the sand
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A search for your last destination
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You're already there
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Where madness and bliss coexist
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With the color that is
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Filling the air
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A distorted utopia sets in
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With it brings a new beginning to every end
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And it's all you've never had
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And it's all you'll never know
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You're feigning reality and coming down too slow
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An ever changing map
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A spiraled path
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A picture of the past where
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No time has elapsed
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On another plane
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Where you left yourself out of your body again
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A search for your last destination
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You're already there
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Where madness and bliss coexist
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With the color that is
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Filling the air
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A distorted utopia sets in
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With it brings a new beginning to every end
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And it's all you've never had
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And it's all you'll never know
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You're feigning reality and coming down too slow
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Out of body out of mind
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Entheogenic the divine
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The divine
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Faced with an endless maze
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Never ending race
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Follow your reflection blindly through the blackended haze
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Unrealistic it's so masochistic
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A display of the self
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And you're purged as the flood washes over
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Leaving you barren and cold
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A Distorted Utopia
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Darkest Hour |