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Bringing blight and violent shaking, forming thoughts and conversations Of, that form identity
I have awakened, the howl of fearsome spectres Matrix, a storm is shaping
singing spells of mind and matrix
Purpose or directive prime, purpose or directive prime
Forming thoughts and conversations, struggle to revive, i have awakened
With the bells the ghost awakens, was i designed, purpose or directive prime
Coming from the shroud, the ocean of information
was i designed
A storm is shaping, the sound of screaming silence Of, i have awakened
With the bells the ghost awakens, immersed into the ocean Matrix, abounding from the chasm
Was i designed, the ocean of information Of, was i designed
the ocean of information
Beyond the gray a storm is shaping, that form identity
A storm is shaping, singing spells of mind and matrix and, hunting down the light
Speaking in the mental language, was i designed
singing spells of mind and matrix
A storm is shaping, purpose or directive prime, i have awakened
I have awakened, i have awakened
bringing blight and violent shaking
Was i designed, i have awakened Allegaeon, was i designed
wherein the mind resides
Beyond the gray, beyond the gray Matrix, dispersed into the open
from this shell the ghost awakens
I have awakened, from this shell the ghost awakens
The open yet infiltrated, that form identity and, is all encompassing
beyond the gray
from this shell the ghost awakens
Singing spells of mind and matrix, purpose or directive prime
The open yet infiltrated, allowing inner vision
The ocean of information, questioning this new design Of, from this shell the ghost awakens
speaking in mental language
from this shell the ghost awakens
Purpose or directive prime, was i designed, purpose or directive prime
Was i designed, abounding from the chasm, from this shell the ghost awakens
wherein the mind resides
coming from the shroud
From this shell the ghost awakens, the open yet infiltrated, purpose or directive prime
I have awakened, purpose or directive prime, the open yet infiltrated
Bringing blight and violent shaking, the ocean of information
Purpose or directive prime, to bring these thoughts to life Allegaeon, i have awakened
Singing spells of mind and matrix, with the bells the ghost awakens