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An endless soul

A dying soul

There is no ending and no beginning

An endless soul

A dying soul

A current rises and falls like the tide

An endless soul

A dying soul

Time is a circle repeating itself

An endless soul

A dying soul

Narrow perceptions that these are our lives

So as we rise from the ashes

Our true selves will emerge

And when the walls start falling down

We pray for the same thing

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An endless soul

A dying soul

Narrow perceptions that these are our lives

So as we rise from the ashes

Our true selves will emerge

And as walls start falling down

We all pray for the same thing

Ten thousand voices cry out, ten thousand souls released and they are all

praying for the same thing

Disciples, praying