THE JOY OF SECT
And when a memory
Visits the body-shell
How do we know
Am I alone now?
If you should notice
You're just a body now
Leaving it all
Isn't hard anymore
And when a memory
Visits the body zone
How would we know
If there's a God?
Even if you will fail
Leaving wouldn't bring you peace
Your pain is not more than a memory
But it feed of ego identity
Nothing has changed
There's no spiritual thing
You're alone in your cage
Dreaming in day ships away
Pushing you around
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You'd come around too late
You finally wrapped your head around it
You'd come around too late
You keep calling, calling out
Tryna find your way back down
Look back your way
Look back
