outsiders
inside
circle of love
emanations
expectations
heavens above
fear joins hands
circle of hope
this is the place
where none may mope
seeking the self in perpetual motion
falling with trust
into oceans of lust
shaking off dust
we must
we’re here
we’ve come for ourselves
come down from the shelves
gathered to honor
great god the father
the mother of our disguises
the monsters that breed us
to complete their destruction
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