| Where has all the magic gone?
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| Lost behind, or lost along?
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| A victim of the pulse of our society
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| Don’t you miss the ancient times?
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| The riddles and the subtle signs?
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| A relative perspective on reality
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| I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon
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| I’m a creature of the night
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| All my demons cast a spell
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| The souls of dusk rising from the ashes
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| So the book of shadows tell
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| The weak will always obey the master
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| Heading for the dragons lair
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| Another time, a different sphere
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| I leave this nothingness behind
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| And when the sense of logic yields
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| I’ll escape the outer shields
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| Into the universal mind
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| I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon
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| Only creatures of the night
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| Can heal my wounds
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| All my demons cast a spell
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| The souls of dusk rising from the ashes
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| So the book of shadows tell
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| The weak will always obey the master
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| All my demons cast a spell
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| The souls of dusk rising from the ashes
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| So the book of shadows tell
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| The weak will always obey the master |