Mortal: Nu-En-Jin: Tenn0

Flash of white You ripped the fabric of the real Shrieks of anguish the sting of ozone Before the atom crush My sign distorted My view Copernican But what I witnessed that night spared my life And has haunted me since Yes, we are handfuls of dust Yet made of stars You have fastened Across the walls of this room without ceiling But our aimless existence is given meaning When at the threshold Without distance You stand in Your meridian! You breathe redemption Motive Power You're elemental Super ...

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YouTube | August 2, 2009

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