Pestilence - Personal Energy (1993) | Текст песни

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The temple of the soul
Home of the spiritual source
Blessed with powers we unfold
Human magnetism, uncontrolled

Personal energy
The magic of nature
A presence of ourselves
we can not see

Personal energy
Consciousness, life towards
the essence of eternity

A domain of harmony
Captured past and future
A vision of reality
Divided structures,
the higher senses, polarity around all creatures,
Increasing possibilities of self-discovery,
Energetic thoughts creating electricity

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