Out beneath the nightly sky Squat down on the ground His breath warms up the wintry air The truth hurts, that he found
He might be the chisen one The one, allowed to see God's eye for the human race That ends in misery
Nobody knows... That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real!
It's so powerful to foresee With diving astronomy The light inside the crystal soul Protecs me from the wintry coldness But a dark might is on the lead And thy scares start to bleed... again...
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