It Was

[Verse 1:]
Conception, pushed in the life by guidance
Contemplating the booth, of the ecuation of life
Into the pen but it loaded self-divine creation
[?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?]
Leaving posibilities, abilities of the human psyche
Must evolve out of this evolutionary emphasis
The ---- prescense but the sense is perceive, receive death with the rebirth
The body is only [?] while the soul is move through
Reanimation, gaining more, collecting memories
For the next life subconscience [?], redeemed
Like looking in the reflection's reflection, infinite
Yet it all seems as if our spiritual ideals are moving forward on the earth surface
As it spins in the opposite direction
Like our [?] on the wheel [?], really moving
No destination [?][?]
The circunference [?][?][?][?] it's quite unclear
The genuine lies, but non-perception, it's the question
Invested time [?][?][?] in a box [?]
While our soul [?][?]
[?][?][?][?][?] of the living
A machine shooting think for a man
A complex [?][?][?] from a simple planet[?]
As leaders lead
And never conceive to the knees
While much people follow, left hollow
Now looking forward to tomorrow strugling to survive
[?][?][?][?][?] in life [?][?][?] dimp, real

[Verse 2:]
Cofunsed, yet amused
By being [?] in complicated questions
Enabling myself towards [?] explanations
It's ultimately expressed towards my, [?]  reflections
Intersections with a negative message like
Ancients lessons are learned -------- should burn
--------- --------- [?] [?] that a pregnancy concern
With delutive information
From manipulation to infiltration
Various ways of [?] products of being complacent
[?] [?] [?] [?] togheter wounds
Preventing of the flesh, from degenerating soon
Together they fuels, duplication of
Certain faces wich erases the skin, to return to the dream
Wich originally forms the means of conduction
Interfacing with the substance of nothing
[?] [?] [?] knowledge of something, --------- the ideals they constrict
The esferical subsconferece of any form of physical existence
To torment the justice that they speak
Indulgence of self is cheap
[?][?][?] of the mind that sips
Over the cup spilled milk, diaries
[?][?][?]
Being more of a filth as opossing to a sponge
As we lunch in the [?]

[Verse 3:]
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I'm a ------ from the Oracle
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Suggesting
[?] [?] [?] to those who [?] [?]
The body and the form of a David
Not made of [?] [?] but [?][?]
A replica manipulating the skeleton
We all part of this written
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The [?] of society
[?][?][?][?][?]
[?][?][?][?][?]
Relationship between trust and I
The populars obey I stay away
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We are [?][?][?]
[?][?][?] Of my constitucion
[?][?][?] invitation [?][?] political war
Attached to this lyrics and beat
It's my spirit, can you feel it?
Ignition of my intuition without limitation
------ to my ------- nation
But my patience, is keeping me ----------
Wanting to compromise
For the confort of living, in a [?][?] state
But realize every dollar that you spent is fertilized
And redistributed, violently within the --------