Born through astral constellation
Those pictures are now getting clearer
Inside his head
And sent by the highest god
They start to rise from the deepest depth
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"My King - dead - no!!!!!
Dying by the lance... so slow..."
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He wipes the tears
Away, and tries to think
As clear as the falling rain
But his hope begins to sink
But his hope begins to sink...
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... down to this point
Do you fear? Yes you do, and you always will!
The bleeding of another part
Crawls into your mind and still...
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Es kam zu erinnern
An des Menschen Bu