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Purgatory


Everywhere I go, eyes of judgment burn me because I'm hated.

They don't know judging is wrong, my people are oppressed and dominated.

My heart is filled with the desire to be the universe.

 

When I look into the mirror, all I can do is believe.

But when others look into my mirror they deceive.

My heart is filled with the desire to be the universe.

 

I am the hope, and the change that we all fight for.

Together we shall fly as my desire has us soar.

My heart is filled with the desire to be the universe.

 

I won't stop until we are free.

I'll willingly go through the cycle again, dust to dust, and absorbed into a tree.

My heart is filled with the desire to be the universe.

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