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The mirror unwinds: Twin archetypes collide
I am reborn, proliferated by a self-replicating passenger: Ghost

Dormant dimensions grafted to my senses
Infected with fractals, a spore in my skin
A sequence of consciousness begging to begin again

I can finally see the duality of everything
A silent abyss implicit in reality
We're hanging by a thinning thread, waiting for the earth to turn

As my mind is shattering and the reasons to stay abandon me
I'll survive one death at a time
Thеre is nowhere lеft to fall

Broken visions of a future where we tear the curtain down

Flesh of a different dust, buried in the shell