Spire - Scientia | Текст песни

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• Spire
• Scientia

Without flesh,
Followed egress,
Recreated self,
Void my ruins,
Released ascetic.

Decent in ego,
Born again in this place of one.
This place where the heartbeat,
Is a hammer against heaven.

Here dwell the pure ghosts of self,
Inborn to these depths of ID, they cry.
Weeping the loss of the pure of self,
It is carried deeper on wings of liberation.

Free.
Yet so alone.

Here now in this empty space,
Its own being undone.
Alone here with no flesh,
(It has) become freedom.
Meditated its egress of mind and all being.