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Pestilence - Presence of the Dead lyrics
The temple of the soul Home of the spiritual source Blessed with powers we unfold Human magnetism, uncontrolled Personal energy The magic of nature A presence of ourselves we can not see Personal energy Consciousness, life towards the essence of eternity A domain of harmony Captured past and future A vision of reality Divided structures, the higher senses, polarity around all creatures, Increasing possibilities of self-discovery, Energetic thoughts creating electricity |
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