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Infinite Realities

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Mysteries profane, to me they are revealed, Doors to secret power, by sacrifice unsealed, Long-dead voices whisper, echoing my name, I accept the burden, play the eternal game. ( Infinite realities, yeah ) ( Nothing's gonna break this stare ) Coming out of nowhere, a summoning they sing, Unable to resist, can't do a fucking thing, I sense those who work this, novices them all, Whence comes the power, to bind me to their call? ( Infinite realities, yeah ) ( Nothing's gonna break this stare ) I appear as bidden, a smile upon my face, Like I chose to be here, like I own the place, My captors though they don't, seem to have a plan, I see it in their eyes, they don't know who I am. ( Infinite realities, yeah ) ( Nothing's gonna break this stare ) Now I see the trap, and it takes away my breath, It's these fools who have been tricked, into certain death, Trained to weave the art, with only half a loom, Not knowing that they summon, their own impending doom. ( Infinite realities, yeah ) ( Nothing's gonna break this stare ) I don't know who orchestrated this masterstroke, They knew I'd have no choice, that all these lives I would revoke, Oh, this plan must've taken many decades to achieve, It's the end of the world if in me any weakness is perceived. ( Infinite realities, yeah ) ( Nothing's gonna break this stare )