Kabuddah

So long in the obscure, wading through giant deities, choosing sides
Intuition buried by "Gods" - the silent rulers. They are the mad ones
Oh what a mock-up
I am here

I am the first origin, shattering the veil
To be immersed in the All is such a virtue
Neither one, neither man nor God

Seven angels on my back whispered secrets of the
Six-tusked white beast in the shrine where I
Manifest the true state of no mind

I am the last sovereign brother of Dhyana
This is my calm. I renounce pleasures of the material
So you are as I, oh so surely shapeless warrior
Messiah of the Still

May all my light devour this mirage
I'm nothing but the All

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