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D riving no hands without knowing the destination

E thereal places lay waiting just when I thought I was forsaken

S haken and stirred up is how I reach the next level

T aught to be a spiritual rebel, feet planted above the devil

I'm just a mere vessel, an amazing wretch

N ever directed by my own steps,

Y esterday is death, a revolution is my first breath.



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