Here in the garden of the arcane delights,
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Dark shadows overwhelm us and we become blind.
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Blind to the needs of those who would be free
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From the grip of fear and the prisons of the mind.
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Amidst the throes of perplexity
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Phobia moves amongst us, in her hand is held the seed.
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Extermination angel stood beside the road
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In violent retribution for the seeds we have sown.
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The Arcane
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| Dead Can Dance |
