She is leading me by the hand
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Along the distant paths of the universe
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Rounding the spiral of time
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Through the horror and beauty
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Am I going in a dream or reality?
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I don't know
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I follow her white misty figure
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I see the arising of illusions
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And the appearance of parallel worlds
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She is leading me by the hand
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Passing by old tombstones and graves
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And ugly rotting corpses
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Look at us with a dead cold glance
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But now I see the colours are iridescent
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She is leading me to them
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And horror turned into beauty
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I'm in the field full of flowers
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And see the visions
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Of spectral naked women around
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And she is among them
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My mysterious Queen
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She is asking me to go on
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And I'm following her white misty figure
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The Queen Of The Fourth Dimension
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Black Countess |