Arto Lindsay - Gods Are Weak lyrics

[Arto Lindsay - Gods Are Weak lyrics]

A rising hand reaches for, towards
A word when read you hand up
Held, pushing air you get
Closer by a degree closer to my decree
All formlessness

As gods are weak you part for me
Greet yourself there each step takes
Sides, pairs there you get
Closer by a degree closer to my decree
All formlessness

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