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Sonic clouds of dust

From which the gods were formed

Collapse to rebuild and claim a form

Energies coalesce in the cosmic storm

This death a rebirth of all that's known

Your Mind is the flame, and your vessel was cut from the stone

Origins of mind and soul

And every thing you'll ever know

Collapse to rebuild and claim a form

Energies coalesce in the cosmic storm

This death a rebirth of all that's known

Your Mind is the flame, and your vessel was cut from the stone

Creation is a concept

You cannot comprehend

You could die a thousand times

And never see the end

Solar system rising

To create it must destroy

Creation is a concept

You cannot comprehend

You could die a thousand times

And never see the end

The great refiner

The Protodisk

In sacred fire

We're made to exist

The great refiner

The Protodisk

In sacred fire

We're made to exist