Binance

Trinity (the New Consensus) (Anthropia)

Back behind the scene of mankind The curtain went finally down This time the script was out of mind The pains barely tolerable Loved this body and its life (Where are you now?) Its view of things the way it used to move It smiles and cries The pawn will soon be sent back down (Sick of being a pawn) My memories of you dissected and taken down Whose fault is it now? It doesn't matter, right? This world and the other one are rotten to spine Wait and sit on my left or right In my bible both are quite equal My own consensus will arise, a new God at last Please Lord God Help your poor lamb To find him the 1) Strength to carry on 2) Faith to keep it up So this is how fallen angels arise Born from this rancor against the one I watch you from above I can feel your aura Do you feel mine? The astral gate's between us The strength to break it... ...is inside us... Vision of celestial worship...