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Hands of the zodiac

 I dare of you to dream,

so fare if it all must mean

the fews through radiant doors,

was rotten is to the cores,

for this is just a dream,

an all that it may seem,

for white horse of the night,

thus stalker who takes the light,

for I follow the shadow that lies,

that bleeds into the skies,

for this is just a dream,

an all that it may seem,

I wonder if its so true,

this blessing is given to you,

to all that seem so blue,

it is what you never had new

I found out it was me,

the tainted it only could be,

even if your eyes could see,

the evil that was burned within me.

was without a trace,

of this absence of our grace,

I know his heavenless face,

this stinch of devils and lace,

for this world is but a disgrace,

for the chains of the zodiac, has taken its place.



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