Come with me and soon prepare to pass
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Through the beautiful gates of symbolic conviction
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That challenged the reign.
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Stay with me, don't be afraid to believe
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In man's infinite search for the truth in his world
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And hit right to portray the romantic face of legend
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And life.
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Take my hand. I have walked this way before
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The essence of man is at war with the spirit
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Yet knocking at its door.
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Don't let go in this imminent confusion
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For tyranny's son will be threatened by one
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Who would challenge their delusion.
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Look inward, at the secret world within
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To bring the arrival of freedom and knowledge
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The mind denies to give.
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Death and honor are thought to be the same;
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The rebellious nature of man and society
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Silent running in his game.
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No one will confess to this irreverent heresy,
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As the witness is falling, someone is
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Calling me closer to the dream.
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Sent to live and sent to testify.
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It is not found in life by adapting for form,
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But by adapting within us.
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Sent give, empowered to impart the imperishable
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Word.
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Unto all it's sincere aspirants of truth.
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The time will come and so the band played on
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To offer a prayer for the rising aware that will
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Soon touch the robe and gaze
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At the stare of this Saviour Machine.
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