The Precious Songtext

this is our last eden
soon to become a far arden
a sweet decency
we should swallow
what keeps the balance straight?
circle, we're thy sons
a current form of an illuminated bloom
the more we'll know, the more we'll suffer
fast fall to expect
paranoia they'll set
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