through a glass, darkly
asato ma sad gamaya
tamaso ma jyotir gamaya
mrityor ma amritam gamaya
from the unreal, lead me to the real
from darkness, lead me to the light
from death, lead me to immortality
--Brhadaranyaka Upanisad
through a glass, darkly
i. and the lord's hand moves on
the scheme of my nerves
ii. it's all dirty flesh digging through to find the
pearl
iii. i need to feel it when the rain starts coming
on
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