| In a dream I saw a man
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| A face not strange to me
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| He stared at me while I was asleep and whispered in my ear
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| He led me through the corridors of my ancestral home
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| He stopped one step before one wall, and then I fainted
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| In the eldest wall of my home I found the entrance of a CRYPT
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| The view I saw was so obscure
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| Alien remnants, pentagrams and candles of the floor
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| The crypt was made as a passage to the gates of reality
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| And just when I realised the truth I was in a different shape
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| I hear thousands of sounds
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| Like bestial laughs, deafening flutes and daemonic choirs
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| Possibilities fall under control, unfolding new dimensions |