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Ever wonder when this world is truly at it's end? When our very entity will vanish from the reaches of this universe. to some it will be a matter of seconds, minutes. to others, eternity. What if the one we all believed in suddenly found himself as one of our own. one of the very creatures in which he created. And he never knew. He never knew of whome he really was. and he was never to return to the ways of the old. Would you recognize him? Her? surely, you wouldn't. you could be talking to him, hating him, loving him, loathing him. And you'd never know.

What you don't realize, is his eminance isn't true. He is the king of the world, but he isn't real. He's a part of all of us, the very origin of all our beliefs. Yet he is nothing, a fragment of one's overly powerful and insane creativity. An imaginary friend.

Will you join those who find truth in my words? or be oblivious and ignorant to what has taken the human form against itself.

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It is time you all find what i feel. i shan't care what you think of me for this, how many will loathe me or adore me for this act. for that is all it is. a simple, feeble act.
Why include this to my most prized work? For he is what symbolizes my own God. He is what symbolizes freedom, and devotion. He is what is no god at all. He is Knialius.

Knialius(c) me
Lyrics(c) a perfect circle

Description
Ever wonder when this world is truly at it's end? When our very entity will vanish from the reaches of this universe. to some it will be a matter of seconds, minutes. to others, eternity. What if the one we all believed in suddenly found himself as one of our own. one of the very creatures in which he created. And he never knew. He never knew of whome he really was. and he was never to return to the ways of the old. Would you recognize him? Her? surely, you wouldn't. you could be talking to him, hating him, loving him, loathing him. And you'd never know.

What you don't realize, is his eminance isn't true. He is the king of the world, but he isn't real. He's a part of all of us, the very origin of all our beliefs. Yet he is nothing, a fragment of one's overly powerful and insane creativity. An imaginary friend.

Will you join those who find truth in my words? or be oblivious and ignorant to what has taken the human form against itself.

--------------------

It is time you all find what i feel. i shan't care what you think of me for this, how many will loathe me or adore me for this act. for that is all it is. a simple, feeble act.
Why include this to my most prized work? For he is what symbolizes my own God. He is what symbolizes freedom, and devotion. He is what is no god at all. He is Knialius.

Knialius(c) me
Lyrics(c) a perfect circle