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Out beneath the nightly sky
Squat down on the ground
His breath warms up the wintry air
The truth hurts, that he found
He might be the chisen one
The one, allowed to see
God's eye for the human race
That ends in misery
Nobody knows...
That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real!
It's so powerful to foresee
With diving astronomy
The light inside the crystal soul
Protecs me from the wintry coldness
But a dark might is on the lead
And thy scares start to bleed... again...
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