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Death of the nations


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Meditation in the hills


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( ah

How we talk of the resurrection

Though none are saved )

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Wild stallion !

In the hold of holy nature

And god's love

We ride boldly indian mountains

Toward the only true sacrifice

The real blood !

The only sanctity !

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Love !

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Wild children

Do not be decieved

Love is not in the domain

Of idle chatter

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In the silence of pure shared wisdom

Only

Is love known

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Only in the union

Of human angels

Joined together

To heal everyone

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The day dies and we are seen

As we were

Surely

Intended to be



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