Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

And as we try to reach the answer
Shapes confuse
Another question to reply

And as we rake our nails
Across all the time we've lost
There's something everlasting watching silently

Can you hear the call that echoes there?
Beckoning the soul
Repent, forgetting
Thoughts that remind me how did I get so far

Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

Where senses fall in ecstasy caught by the scent of incense
Then raped in different shades [bad word]  triumphant

secret to keep

Symbols we can't understand
But feeling like a glance so high
Symbols, symbols, order in chaos
As spirit rise in ashes loss

Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

Hiding
Roaming through
Sealing
Roaming through
Learning
Roaming through
Myself...

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