Insubstantia

[00:31.33] Grasping at the sands of time reveals
[00:35.09] Sliding through your hands
[00:36.78] Our fate is sealed
[00:38.98] Living all your life so filled with fear
[00:42.61] You gather all you can and hold it near
[00:46.61] Carving up the land as you make it clear
[00:50.57] Who can have what from there or here
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[00:54.81] Thinking that your plan is so ideal
[00:58.48] Losing true sight of what is real
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[01:09.25] What is real
[01:17.73] Born into their perfect shame
[01:25.81] Fixed upon their tiny flame
[01:32.77] What is real
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[01:49.57] As the tides rise upon the wheel
[01:52.97] Lines in the sand will disappear
[01:57.01] You will wake up and sense the feel
[02:00.89] You'll have a chance to lift the veil
[02:04.85] Dissolving insubstantia as you exhale
[02:08.69] Heart and a feather
[02:10.57] Placed upon the scale
[02:12.69] Rising up above as your essence prevails
[02:16.45] Ascending past the realm
[02:18.18] Of a mind that jails
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[02:26.34] Insubstantia wants you
[02:34.38] Insubstantia needs you
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[02:50.93] What is real
[02:58.37] What is real
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[03:07.41] Born into their perfect shame
[03:15.05] Fixed upon their tiny flame
[03:23.33] Born into their perfect shame
[03:30.56] Fixed upon their tiny flame
[03:37.72] What is real
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