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Grand Alchemist
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Swallow the interglacial serenity
My recreation for life
Down so long, grown so strong
In a devotional illusion I ride the storm again
Down so long, grown so wrong
Brazen and contented I burn
I don't see the river
Though hear the complaining
What is the price
And what is the winning of shame?
There is a fire between us
Feel it, touch it I don't identify this place
A black strap on, instrumental breathing
Wearing leather
A black strap on, instrumental breathing
To pretend this tender and shell this fear
Will you touch me with your hands of dirt
And donate some grace so I can grace desert?
Will you fill me?