| A cold and endless void of glimmering bright souls I see
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| Drifting around our sad and mundane reality
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| An astral plane filled with strange harmony
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| Where the dead march on, through infinity
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| But I don’t know where they go No one’s come back to tell me the truth
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| Have you ever wondered what’s beyond
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| Your terrestrial life and corporal bonds?
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| Have you ever pondered on what’s out there,
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| When your life is over and finished here?
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| The greatest mystery of all
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| On golden rays of light. |
| On shining silvery beams
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| Ethereal beings float in beautiful glittering streams
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| Dancing slowly towards the unknown
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| To a place our Maker has shown?
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| Well, I don’t know where they go No one’s come back to tell me the truth
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| Have you ever wondered what’s beyond
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| Your terrestrial life and corporal bonds?
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| Have you ever pondered on what’s out there,
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| When your life is over and finished here?
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| The greatest mystery of all
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| All these souls, like a billion fires,
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| Illuminate the void as life expires
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| But like grains of sand they are blown astray
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| On a terminal voyage
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| On a terminal voyage they sail
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| On a terminal voyage they sail away |