Mnigled hopes and fears have died
Down the ever rough roads
Where all tears have finally dried.
At the crossroads
I have tried to see
Me, your blood ever so bold
Have searched to unravel that mistery
Forever tormenting us, shattering every firm hold.
Let my soul be thus:
Unveiled of all illussions
Dream beyond dream broken
And to ashes all trodden
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