Impossible, Nightmare spawned. The Things forgotten, and Unreal!! No reason, no logic, reality breaks As it is now, still coming near
There comes the day, the hour comes There comes the blink there come a call And world, slips by The ice's burning, and the rock's asteam Strike of the feather shatters steel The Demons cry
And wolfbane blooms with crimson flower Like nightingale sings the owl And even fleeting silken thread The sure strike of tempered blade Will not sever...
The bell shall tall and than it comes excitement, chills and burning thrill Delight and might A pain, a shade a joy and laugh In single flame of life revealed The curse of blood Darkness and light
From nothing from mirage itself From call of madness in my head Thus conjured figure before you and takes whatever it is due The passion's light... And the eternal fight
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It is better that I betray the world than the world betrays me.
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