Lyrics

In this mess,
precious dust
Gather strength, softness
Guard the gods
guard the judges
Din of geometric chaos
The chaos

What a mess
The precious dust
Gather strength and softness
Guard the gods
guard the judges
And contort the geometric
The chaos

What a mess
The precious dust
Gather strength, the softness
Guard the gods
The judges
Contort the geometric chaos

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The joy to love
To know to learn
Are the essence
Of existence,
And so couldn't they
Govern it too?
To open up,
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The joy to love
To know to learn
Are the essence
Of existence,
And so couldn't they
Govern it too?
The joy to love
To open up.