Lyrics
On the verge of losing my composure and my nerve
Expressing the imminent loss of control and confidence.
Listening to those frequencies, and letting them guide me
Engaging with frequencies that guide and influence the speaker.
My soul emerges, they live through me
The speaker's soul is influenced and lived through by external forces.
Synchronicities... Here it comes the epiphany
Mentioning synchronicities and anticipating a significant realization.
An apocalypse beyond this flesh and these bones
Describing a profound revelation or event transcending physical existence.
You cannot follow me where I'm going, nor I wish to walk alone
Rejecting companionship on a personal journey, possibly towards self-discovery.
But this is my own dark night of the soul
Acknowledging a personal spiritual crisis, the "dark night of the soul."
Whose are these voices that keep rushing through me
Pondering the origin of intrusive voices within the speaker.
Like a stream I cannot escape from
Comparing the persistent voices to an inescapable stream of consciousness.
We are those freaks you meet in fantasy stories
Identifying as unconventional individuals encountered in fantasy tales.
A beacon of Light has lit for me, now, on my own vicious circle
Noting the appearance of a guiding light in the midst of personal struggles.
And none of this makes sense to you or me, anymore
Expressing confusion and a shared lack of understanding in the speaker's journey.
I am tired of justifying myself: what for
Expressing weariness in justifying one's actions or existence.
Being myself? Voicing my thoughts? Speaking my truth
Questioning the necessity of explaining oneself and advocating for authenticity.
We're born interconnected as one
Highlighting the inherent interconnectedness of all beings at birth.
But this is my own dark night of the soul
Reiterating the personal spiritual crisis, the "dark night of the soul."
Whose are these voices that keep rushing through me
Repeating the inquiry into the origin of intrusive voices within the speaker.
Like a stream I cannot escape from
Reiterating the comparison of persistent voices to an inescapable stream.
We are those freaks you meet in fantasy stories
Reaffirming the identification as unconventional individuals in fantasy stories.
We are stardust, stardust
Emphasizing the ethereal nature of existence with the metaphor of stardust.
Pure energy of this timeless reality
Describing the speaker and others as pure energy in a timeless reality.
We are divine beings born to learn through mortal life (in this 3D reality)
Asserting the divine nature of beings and the purpose of learning through mortal life.
There is more to this life than just a mere existence
Contemplating a deeper meaning to life beyond mere existence.
Whose are these voices that keep rushing through me
Repeating the inquiry into the origin of intrusive voices within the speaker.
Like a stream I cannot escape from
Reiterating the comparison of persistent voices to an inescapable stream.
We are those freaks you meet in fantasy stories
Reaffirming the identification as unconventional individuals in fantasy stories.
We are stardust, stardust
Emphasizing the ethereal nature of existence with the metaphor of stardust.
Pure energy of this timeless reality
Concluding with a reminder of the pure energy in this timeless reality.
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