Dreams of Myself
A perfect Duet
A mysterious Masquerade
The Dance of pure Magic
Imagination around every corner
The world in my hands
Such sights to reveal
If only life was longer
Can you feel the history?
Whispers through a graveyard
Traveling like fog accompanied by a crow
A gothic paradise inside my mind
"Normal" tears at my clothes
I do not run, let it come
I will stand here waiting,
My passions too great to lose
My beliefs too broad to break
Watch as the crow soars
And the stars guide the night
A masked stranger, his smile compelling
I believe in that something dark and strange
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