| I, am the mystery
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| And I, am the bringer of moonless night
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| Bear the wisdom arcane
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| I, harbinger from the burrowed isle
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| Once you break forth
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| Hearken the flap of my wings
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| Haunt your fears
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| Though you don’t know of my duty to lead
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| Your path, because I’ll take, you home
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| To rest in my black wings, enfolding you
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| I am the icon sublime
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| The guide on the voyage, clandestine
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| Sing the verses bewailed
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| I, torch of the radiant way
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| Once you step out
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| Hearken the strokes of my wings
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| Once you will leave your cocoon
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| I will be there
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| Haunt your fears
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| Though you don’t know of my duty to lead
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| Your path, because I’ll take, you home
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| To rest in my black wings, enfolding you
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| And death will smile his barefaced smile
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| Initiating your final anguish
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| It is not before my arrival
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| That you will be lead to feel the natural serenity of leaving this world…
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| Hear my wings caressing the wind
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| Hear my cry
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| Haunt your fears
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| Though you don’t know of my duty to lead
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| Your path, because I’ll take, you home
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| To rest in my black wings, enfolding you |