Standing at the edge of life, questioning the moon,
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Riding some black unicorns, shadows will come soon
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What will be my face tomorrow,
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Will I crawl on sand?
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Is there any known feeling, on this mourning land?
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Cold winds whipping my back,
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Throrns handcuffs sharpening my wrists,
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My dreams are fading away
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Winters light is failing away,
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I am the star charmer, the spell keeper,
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Bound to me, all the chains to reverie
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Open, the main door if you find the key,
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But remember, your memories belongs to history
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Progenies of night and moonlight,
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Dancing towards me
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A dark black and hazy waltz,
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With a frightening melody,
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The road is long and sad,
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I'm alone out in the cold,
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Thought I was going mad,
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Maybe I'm simply getting old
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Cold winds whipping my back,
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Throrns handcuffs sharpening my wrists,
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My dreams are fading away
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Winters light is failing away,
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I am the star charmer, the spell keeper,
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Bound to me, all the chains to reverie
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Open, the main door if you find the key,
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But remember, your memories belongs to history
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The Darkitecht
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| Adagio |
