Meditate upon this darkened mountain
Cosmic chaos swirling in my mind
Seek wisdom from the aging sun
To truly find enlightenment
Dissolve into an endless abyss
Become one with the master of self
Like liquid pools of crimson
Poured into itself, there is no separation
Six arms twisted to form the shape of man
Searching for a higher consciousness
Repeat the mantra, stray from the light
To find the heart of a blackened Buddha
Reaching the final stage
The lands melted to shades of grey
Broken body, diseased with ignorance
and suffering from lack of thought
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