Armor of light

Casting off works of darkness
and iniquity
Oh yeah, something strange
has come over me
I crave righteousness
like a drug, like a fix
Transcendence is the nectar
on which I subsist

The armor of light
integrates and aligns
Endowing weary souls
with the courage to survive
If you really want to know
what it means to be saved
Let’s leave delusion in our wake
and step up our game

Anorkia, anorkia
Born incomplete
Aspiring for wholeness
Anorkia, anorkia
Separate bodies
Unified by oneness
Anorkia, anorkia
Open your arms
and swallow your hatred
Anorkia, anorkia
Anorkia

The night is far spent
The day is at hand
The night is far spent
The day is at hand
Now the fire ignites
All across the land


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