By Twenty two paths plus one
We return to the central sun
Let no man put asunder
The echo of source gods thunder
May we be an emptied chalice
Devoid of all pain or malice
Let We be the shining atom
All sons of eve and adam
Let We be the twin flame lovers
Let We find our halfs that are other
Let We be the points of light
In the tau void shining bright
Are we the ones who were hidden
Are we the ones that would know
Are we the deep source flotsam
Boyant in the tau source flow
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