| Labyrinth of time…
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| Mine alone for now and ever more
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| (I'm all alone…)
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| …And I flew
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| Above sepulchral monoliths
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| Nebulously dancing beneath the dew
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| (Of morning, in ye twilightland of old)
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| Abiding teardrops borne by thorns
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| Thine fragments I twine true
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| (In mourning, stream adorned in rage untold)
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| …Flow adorned in rage untold
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| Eternal — forever — more
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| And they’ll forever grow
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| And hold in heart what springs anew
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| From the shadowsglades unwitnessed
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| Which light the flames
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| From deep within where we all grew
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| …Everlasting ember-glow
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| Labyrinth of Time
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| In harmony confined
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| Thus the dark heat from
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| Beyond the stars
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| Engulfed a world of fear still robed in ice
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| A throne in fire dies…
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| Pulsating through the skies
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| He who wore the gown
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| Shall drown the «Reich of tears» in cries
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| Enthroned in fire dies…
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| A kingdom’s last demise
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| And I know…
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| The ardent hearth midst life and death
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| Won’t end my journey morrowless
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| (I won’t laugh in mirth all sorrowless)
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| Come, fly afloat on a wave of emotions
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| Of crestfallen scorn
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| Oh, this my whirlwind of darkness
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| A tide I once lulled but alas now withdrawn
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| Now… hand in hand with sorrow
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| Towards the still, perpetual seas
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| Into the tranquil depths of solitude
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| In bliss my spirit flees
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| Through the wind I will go
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| To my twilightland, alone
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| Where sanctuary is mine
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| Within my throneworld, my labyrinth of time
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| And he who is the God
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| Of an infinite shape and faces
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| Ever weaving fates of life
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| Upon the pattern of his traces
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| In the Golden Dawn of Winter
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| He’ll stand risen from the night
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| In serenity all solemn
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| Clad in moonlight’s milky white
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| Through the wind I will go
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| To my twilightland, alone
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| Where sanctuary is mine
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| Within the hands of this labyrinth of time
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| Labyrinth of time…
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| Eternal — forever — more
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| Time… infinity of mind
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| Divinity of life
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| Labyrinth of time
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| In harmony confined
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| Burn — upon my
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| Might — by my
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| Command — into the fire
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| Your throne of fire fell…
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| Bestowed upon your Hell
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| Burnt shall be your
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| «Might», and your
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| Command shan’t drown my fire
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| (…My Faeryland Forgotten)
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| …Mine alone for now and ever more |