An Albatross - Profane Illumination lyrics

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An Albatross - Profane Illumination lyrics

Staring at the Staring at the Staring at the clear light Freedom is a cancer Freedom is a ma**acre (Slit the esophagus, vomit the soul) Doom shall arrive Koom, you shall thrive (Rush up the spine and into the soul) Profane illumination Visions without sight Envision it right now