| You’re said to fancy behold my most secret dreams
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| I cannot tell if I’m able to reveal
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| My mind itself is going to glimpse their pieces
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| Cannot see them as the whole
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| They are sharp as a razor
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| Long is the path to the land of visions
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| Let yourself be seized by fear that’s gripping your soul
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| Plunge straight in the ice-storm
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| Listen well to its invocating roar
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| As soon as the blood in your veins grows cold
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| You may be warmed up by awareness, you’ll be number one
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| We’ll be flying, high in the air
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| Through night and day
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| You can’t tell apart two different spells
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| The sun and stars don’t belong to the sky
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| Obscure clouds remains
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| Beyond the raging waters there’s our destiny
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| Where stone and stone unite in harmony
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| That’s where my relics dwell, there was my home
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| Where I had lived long time ago
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| Memories float back in mind, like black crows
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| Don’t look at me as tears are running down my face
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| Here’s the well, further lives stream only muddy river
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| The pain of wound that´s never healing… never healing… never
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| Despite of being your guide, I’ve suddenly grown speechless
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| I thought that next to you all will be different
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| But there’s blood on my hands again
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| After ages all comes back again…
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| After ages all comes back again |