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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