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The force behind nature
His mind is not his own
Flesh is the casing of his deity
The death of logic is the birth of fantasy
His mortal mind is one of a kind
Yet he insists on the universal
Self-realization makes his thoughts mine
And still there are none equal
Tranquil inside
Virtue, delusion, compromise
Tranquil inside
Quest for polarity blinds his eyes
A cup full of water awaits his thirst
If he can only resolve himself first
Wishing to rid every ounce of pride
Independence, thoughts the mind will hide
He wishes he could at last prevail
His search for peace - To no avail
Self-perfection is the next step to fluidity
Blinded by false hopes, never knowing how to feel what is real
All are one
All are God
All are one
All are God
Never able to stand on his own two feet
Following the next degree, the step over the carnal
All are one[repeat chorus]
All are God
All are one
All are God
[repeat verse]
Controlled - Hidden
Never standing
Never able
Never being
Part of
The whole
What would bring this to a close?
Would you sacrifice your unity?
Could it be starving for attention?
Who are you without your identity?
All are God