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I'm laying down with the face of god in my hands.

The devil weighs on my shoulder, temptation under his breath.

Spirits are cascading back from their death.

Salvation's in sight piercing the veil, rebirth beyond heaven and not of hell.

There's a way to the edge a place we can go, through tangles of energy into the unknown.

I'm laying down my hands to the ground, the face of God is not to be found.

Apparitions away past shadows of gray, life starts new upon the gleam of day.

I can feel your presence piercing my being through my shadow portrayed, as you illuminate my body to glow like a candle i'll sway.

Pulsing my energy I'll strobe,

From life and breath our souls unrest till bodies death.