Synthetic residue touched upon Scars and wounds frown upon While other wounds are closing Stars and losers reassemble Within thy own abyss Sought through internal pyre and wind Not ready to remember where to begin For another day is yet to come Before the night takes us home What will remain What will leave trace While travelling through Time and space Arcane perfection Arcane illumination Arcane perfection Sweeps away darkness of the old ways Arcane illumination Welcomes the birth of another Haunting visions dawn upon me While time is standing still Lost far beyond the imaginary Out of reach for the soul
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