on my voyage through vast space
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towards the heart of brillancy,
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I must cope with the unknown face
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of a somber galaxy
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this universe, seemingly vacant and dead;
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shapeless and black as the night,
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appears all the same full of life, immensly rich.
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limited by human sense;
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I can only feel the force:
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what is near but seems distant;
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all those eyes behind the countless doors,
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that observe me, physically present and real.
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the knights of light don't resist.
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I pass untouched through their guard,
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I've stood their test.
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the change of an era has come -
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a new age is born;
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as it's been forseen so long
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a period of thought and insight -
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man must survive.
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though he's conjured his chances so many a time,
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and asked for the gift of life more than twice.
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his final run of luck has come now.
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his final run of luck has come now.
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Through A Somber Galaxy
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| Eloy |
