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It's revealed once more.
What? Eternity.
It's the sea run off
With the sun.

 

Sentinel soul,
Whisper your confession
Of the empty night
And the burning day.

 

From human approval,
From common urges
You must free yourself,
And make your own way.

 

For from you alone,
Satiny embers,
Duty breathes
Without anyone saying: finally!

There's no hope,
No enlightenment.
In the quest for knowledge,
Only pain is certain.

 

It's revealed once more.
What? Eternity.
It is the sea run off
With the sun.