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The Omnist Lyrics

Cataclysmic, temporal shifts of memory.
Vectors of light and dark refract
Warping once straight lines of existence.
A conundrum of creation.
The sin of the creator.
Shattered dreams of this
are beyond repair.
Psyche falls upon the floor
Cutting bare feet of those who tread
Into the entropic
s***e of their inhabitance.
Chasing and growing.
Spheres of influence capture fleeting thoughts
Of freedom, the eyes of the kempt begin to open.
Released into bondage everlasting.
A conundrum of creation
The sin of the creator
I have seen beyond the depths of creation
And summoned down daemons from the stars.
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