Quintessence
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Quintessence
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The demon skin is covered in fine mist
Opened his hand in my hand
Holding my eyes to the future
Hovering above myself
Letting loose the guided
Punching these holes in my head
The space time paradigm
Omnipresence
Primal instincts
Let it go
Calling reason
Finding you
These wild hearts run
Even deeper
Burning through
These wild hearts run
Let it go
Letting me free the quintessence
In fine mist
Opened his hand in center
Holding my eyes to the future
Hovering above myself
Letting loose the guided
Punching these holes in my head
Losing my skin to the landslide
Omnipresence
Primal instinct
Let it go
Calling reason
Finding you
These wild hearts run
Even deeper
Burning through
These wild hearts run
Shield failure
Speed farewell
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Who performs "Quintessence"?
Mastodon performs "Quintessence", and this lyric page sits inside the Mastodon catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to A Spoonful Weighs A Ton and Ancient Kingdom with a short reason for opening each page next.
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