
01/07/2025
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Verse 1
In silent halls I stand alone,
Breath and body, turned to stone.
Flowing energy, so cold and thin,
Trapped inside this restless skin.
Chorus
Endless circles, empty moves,
Chasing light that never proves.
Neidan dreams, qigong sighs,
Lost in time, where spirit dies.
Verse 2
Counting breaths that never change,
Mystic paths that feel so strange.
Promises of peace and fire,
Fade away, but still I tire.
Chorus
Endless circles, empty moves,
Chasing light that never proves.
Neidan dreams, qigong sighs,
Lost in time, where spirit dies.
Bridge
Is this still the way to grow?
Or just a shadow’s hollow show?
I reach, I fall, I question deep,
Awake inside a restless sleep.
Chorus
Endless circles, empty moves,
Chasing light that never proves.
Neidan dreams, qigong sighs,
Lost in time, where spirit dies.
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