A dazed vibration wakes me
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From the confluent hiding of time and space
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A new world is born in my body
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My pain turns to nothing
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On its palely diaphanous horizon
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This is the last moment excelling the flight of time
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And from the shade of fear
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I recognize myself
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With stabbering flotation
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From the mirror of darkness
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The past looks back with thousand faces
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And from the distance
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An icy hand touches me
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An all-defeating icecold hand
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With Mournful Eyes
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| Sear Bliss |
