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Swing in time to the dancers rhyme
Embraces in the moonlight void of time
Steal a kiss from the Earth Mother's lips
As the music sways your soul into the blissful trips
The shaman sing of unending life
wrapped within a forgiving knife
Never to cut only to sever
That which we take to a immortal forever
Bow before the shining light
Remember children it is the guiding light
Never owned but always treasured
Within the heart so often measured
By time and by pressures great and unknown
We pass our days hoping to be shown
The shaman sings of life hereafter
Trying to help avoid potential disaster.
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In the land of the Normal, I choose to be me.
In the land of the Confined, I choose to be free.
In the land of the Oppressed, I choose to to enlightened.
To those that understand I greet you hand to hand, for in this world, it is we few that choose to stand.
Welcome to the new world, where the inmates are free, and the world isn't as it used to be.
Welcome to the new life you will begin to live, free your mind and the rest will follow.
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