Starting the War:
We are starting a war, a war that's begun, before we were born, no exit
We are starting a war, we are stoking the fires, the outside that is within counts to one
We are starting a war, we are flame, we are desire, we are that we are that we create
We are starting a war, not at dawn but at Twilight, we have yet to finish night
We are starting a war, blacken the moon in preparation for the 9th day
The War has Already Begun:
Thrown into the world, no exit
Thrown into the stream, no exit
Thrown into the void, no exit
Thrown into Hell, no exist
Thrown into Heaven, no exist
Thrown into flesh, not exit
Thrown into matter, no exist
Thrown into immortality, no exit
Twilight of the Idols:
Kali Yuga
the sage, the age
Om, Kali Yuga forever reality
Bog, the myth of Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
Only Kali
Only Kail
Only Kali
Only Kali
It use to be that philosophers could only count to three, actually they can secretly count to four (the best place to keep a hidden object is the mundane of the common)
Four Fold Path, Four Fold Ontology, Four Fold Kaballa, Four Fold Reality
Twilight of the Idol, there is no golden dawn for you last man, blink
There is no more this voice for you last man, blink
There is no me, myself without my other, man without femenity, slave to mother's being, blink
There is only one, count nothing, a lone soldier made up of every suffering, blink
I stand alone, I am no longer man, I do not speak that language anymore
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| Aglæca Original ©2011 |
We are starting a war, we are stoking the fires, the outside that is within counts to one
We are starting a war, we are flame, we are desire, we are that we are that we create
We are starting a war, not at dawn but at Twilight, we have yet to finish night
We are starting a war, blacken the moon in preparation for the 9th day
The War has Already Begun:
Thrown into the world, no exitThrown into the stream, no exit
Thrown into the void, no exit
Thrown into Hell, no exist
Thrown into Heaven, no exist
Thrown into flesh, not exit
Thrown into matter, no exist
Thrown into immortality, no exit
Twilight of the Idols:
the sage, the age
Om, Kali Yuga forever reality
Bog, the myth of Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
No Satya Yuga
Only Kali
Only Kail
Only Kali
Only Kali
It use to be that philosophers could only count to three, actually they can secretly count to four (the best place to keep a hidden object is the mundane of the common)
Four Fold Path, Four Fold Ontology, Four Fold Kaballa, Four Fold Reality
Twilight of the Idol, there is no golden dawn for you last man, blink
There is no more this voice for you last man, blink
There is no me, myself without my other, man without femenity, slave to mother's being, blink
There is only one, count nothing, a lone soldier made up of every suffering, blink
I stand alone, I am no longer man, I do not speak that language anymore
Bloom:
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| Aglæca Original ©2011 |
