I became the great deciever
To see what fair eyes still can't see ...
A tear in every sea
A fragment of light exhausted
Vision, is all that matters
To a wayward traveller
Through centuries of burning
We have waited so long
Cloaked in a serpent's skin
From the portal, I was calling you
You lay me, in the dust of the dead
A swan in agony
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