For all charms and changin' names
I stand by mine
because to play their game,
is a losing proposition.
I've taken responsibility for Me,
yet they refuse theirs
but it remains in the imprints
they leave behind.
Perhaps the Muslims are correct
to resolve whom you were
because your spirit travels through
this needle eye.
And so the honest are tormented
by the wicked ones
because they have a guilty conscience
from the passin' under
But suddenly the reversal happens
and the Gates open
Tiamat, the ol' one awakens
the eye of Fatima
Shinin' a light, roarin' into the abyss
cleansing, purging it
forging a new crown for Aeons
which are to come.
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