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Ouro Boros
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Horizons
Haunted by the fall of Alexandria And the loss of the thoughts its works would inspire We must pull these threads from the fire
Bombarded by Rhythm from cosmic horizons Where sacrificial altars Call to the dead
Beeeee... hold Aeons of systematic Deeee... cay
The reformation of all archaic We are the privileged few Who stand For an instant aware
Of our moment in time
Neither Ozymandias nor Tithonus Could accept their impermanence
Intellectually and corporally We are all doomed eventually Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
In this space
At this time How should we live? What sort of people should we be? With the benefit of History, literature, philosophy, And no transcendent being's authority.
With understanding and self-mastery We can engage our lives For the benefit of humanity Beeeee... hold Aeons of systematic Change The reformation of all archaic Bombarded by Rhythm from cosmic horizons Where abandoned altars Are transformed anew
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