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Along time ago was this stone circle built |
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The reason behind it remains a mystery |
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Why was it built at end of all paths? |
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On a tiny glade where no one could find |
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I wondered what was the purpose of this strange cult |
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To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in |
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The very moment I put my feet inside |
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I lost my consciousness, my sense of reality |
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It was another world I ended up in |
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Somewhere far from ours |
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I flew through a tunnel where voices |
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Were calling my name enchantingly |
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Flashes of nightmareous visions |
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A man of god would say I was in hell |
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Suddenly I found myself in a void |
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Empty of matter empty of noise |
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A while I didn't know if I still was flying |
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Until it began again |
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It was as sudden when I got back to my reality |
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Supposedly after rolling out of the circle in the dream |
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I immediately knew that my knowledge wasn't enough |
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To research and possess this secret |
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When I walked away I stopped on a little hill |
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I saw it again, now also its shape... a five-pointed star |
