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The demon skin is covered in fine mist
Opened his hand in my hand
Holding my eyes to the future
Hovering above myself
Letting loose the guided
Punching these holes in my head
The space time paradigm
Omnipresence
Primal Instincts
Letting go (x5)
Calling reason
Finding you
These wild hearts run
Ever deeper
Burning through
These wild hearts run
Letting go (x5)
Letting me free the Quintessence
In fine mist