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Molded by millions, inborn design,
transmigration in unbroken trance,
trapped in this body, entering the flesh again,
coming out the incorporal in living ways.

My soul is displaced away from the source,
subverted by grief and corporal scourge,
existence is not, no heavens above,
no blistering hell for those who are lost!

Destinies won't be ordained,
no nearer god upon this human remains.
How can we subject ourselves to pain?
Why should I ever be born again?

Alien-like memories,
tracing another glimpse
beyond the dawn, individuality,
Eye to discovery, leading me on.
dragging me across celestial forgeries.

Not a key nor a gleam,
organ of dream going far over seas,
defying eternal
but knowing that:

Our souls are displaced away from the source,
confused by grief and human remorse,
protection is not from heavens above,
no blistering hell for those who are...lost!!

Evade.
Elude.

Learn to pass through another gate,
learn to step into realms you never have dreamed: this earth.
Six worlds underground remain,
six lower heavens in front of the spine of dusk.

Palingenesis, transmigration seed.

Resisting will be futile, until...
you learn to love the exoskeleton flesh that melts..slowly.
Will never stop,
more created souls are blasted to earth: demiurge.

Palingenesis, kingdoms of purity.

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