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This cold morning is like a consecration A procession of souls that will never end The time of remembrance and disillusions Shall dry the liquid pain running in my veins Drain my blood and drown me in the sun, forever cured and sanctified Now reborn, we cross the Rubicon, Eternity will blend our minds in one I close my eyes and shiver in resurrection Standing on this ground of awakening I float into the light of revelation " Expire, and thus revive in the purest form "