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Though I see nothing without eyes |
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It is surely in my sight |
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Like a far way mirage |
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A vision that will bring me peace |
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Stare at it drifting with dark red shine |
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A feeling as if it is me |
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Symbol of my agony and spirit |
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My guardian star, the black sun |
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As if swallowing my perpetual agonies |
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The black sun grows |
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Feeling splendor as of creation |
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The black sun I will bring forth |
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The sense of my true self |
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Myself in the other world has gone |
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I am about to recall my past |
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I need more pain |
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I feel another spirit in me |
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I recall what I am |
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Locked away during the ancient war |
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My true spirit will be awakened soon |
