All has changed
The signs of fury long time disappeared
The period of my defeat is history
The massacre of black and white
Always seems to be a phantom
In my restless dreams
Dreams of death, dreams of truth
Dreams of the neverending circle of life
He's my son, and I wish that he will be
The chosen one
It is done
All my visions of the future will come true
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