One man, two people Body and brain are feeble bless them
Solar beetle Our savior is non corporeal
Coursing through veins of gold reckless forms careless sold demiurge
He forged the mold caustic gnostic filled with soul one man
The cross he bears it's made of horn yet light as air the crown of thorns
A face so fair the body of god is everywhere
Misty nights and empty graves here
The meek become the brave the mind of an animal is the mind of a slave
The soul of a man: we will save Terrified
My will it folds Crystalline, my mind it dulls
What mysteries does it hold?
My body is becoming that of a goat One God presence scarce
One fool a jealous heir one man two people the forces of good and evil
Titania - Graveyard Lyrics
Titania - Graveyard Lyrics
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One man, two people Body and brain are feeble bless them
Solar beetle Our savior is non corporeal
Coursing through veins of gold reckless forms careless sold demiurge
He forged the mold caustic gnostic filled with soul one man
The cross he bears it's made of horn yet light as air the crown of thorns
A face so fair the body of god is everywhere
Misty nights and empty graves here
The meek become the brave the mind of an animal is the mind of a slave
The soul of a man: we will save Terrified
My will it folds Crystalline, my mind it dulls
What mysteries does it hold?
My body is becoming that of a goat One God presence scarce
One fool a jealous heir one man two people the forces of good and evil
Solar beetle Our savior is non corporeal
Coursing through veins of gold reckless forms careless sold demiurge
He forged the mold caustic gnostic filled with soul one man
The cross he bears it's made of horn yet light as air the crown of thorns
A face so fair the body of god is everywhere
Misty nights and empty graves here
The meek become the brave the mind of an animal is the mind of a slave
The soul of a man: we will save Terrified
My will it folds Crystalline, my mind it dulls
What mysteries does it hold?
My body is becoming that of a goat One God presence scarce
One fool a jealous heir one man two people the forces of good and evil
Writer: Saxon Cross
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