Power
Made a confession
A footnote on a list of my obsessions
One past wrong move
Triggering a world recession
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I have the power
Cultivated with every hour
With every breath
I sprout and bloom another flower
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I channel magic
I shed my head of all that’s tragic
No lost awareness
In the darkness of abandoned logic
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No time to question
Not even for the last suggestion
The time to ponder passed
I’m ready for the resurrection
We built a fire
Cultivated by our desire
A spreading passion flame
Engulfing every soul that we admire
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We pierced our skin
Left behind our closest kin
To seek our Truth
And find a way for all to win
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But games aside
We’ve traveled here from space and time
To take our throne
And bring it to the finish line
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To close it down
No competition left in town
Connect the youth to Source
Uplifting their collective frown
