The sleeple towers over the cloud cover
Reaching unknown levels of knowledge
The battlements appear threatening
I walk through the gate of imagination

For step by step
I reach new levels
The sun turns black
I reach the top

A pedestal towers over a sea of rain
I'm draining the cap of sorrow to the last

The sleeple towers over the cloud cover
Reaching unknown levels of knowledge
The battlements appear threatening
I walk through the gate of imagination

The soul is downcasted
The cup is overcrowded
Too many occurences
Have taken place




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