LYRIC
Manifest yourself a place to hold
Compromise the dream, suffocate the dreamer
You'll never know
We are the perfect balance of imbalance and subterfuge
We don't have the answer [Verse 2] She will coalesce into existence
Omnipotent, immaculate
Our mother's hands are perfect
They will teach all of us how to let go (x2)
[Chorus] I am imperial(The son of the son)
I am collected
(Into the only one)
The burden of the throne
Panegyrized in stone
Exiled from
The temple of the weak [Verse 3] Transmutation
The Magnum Opus dignified
Amalgamate the soul
Detach yourself from reason
And then you'll know
We are the perfect semblance of God and her intransigence
Vindicated from antiquity [Instrumental] [Outro](x4)
I need light
I need oxygen
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