Beings of Light will protect my way
In every four corners of the World
Guardian Angels sit in towers watching everything…
Now I stand in the centre of a Temple,
Hold a Dagger in my hand
And every step I take is part of an ancient path…
My hand shall rise
In every tower
Draw in the air
Open by Fire… Fire…
Trying to break my way through the night we all live in
Got to keep my mind on the symbols around
Essence of the Will is in my true concentration
As I wait the order to put the knife in
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