Oh, and yet. I've been cleansed.
Mike: And yet i've been cleansed with the water! A purity no mind can grasp. A purity so cool upon my fingertips.
Jeremy: The vision that i've seen: this is the action that spawns from the end.
For the longest time, i've been watching the world breathe against.
Mike: What lies here are mountains composed of tombstones Jeremy: Examine these, these beatuiful faces. Keep singing now, keep singing now.
Mike: Will we push bedlam noise to the state of blissfulness?
Display her beauty to the people.
OH!
A purity no mind can grasp.
Writer(s): James Baney, Andrew Trick, Larry Williams, Christopher Rubey, Jeremy Depoyster, Michael Hranica
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