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I cross the mystic path of shadows right beneath the sea
There's a strange white castle where they have called me
I'm getting closer and closer, walking step by step
My two hands feel frozen, that's a consequence of dread

Above the door I can see the star
And I hear some whispers, so cold and far
The door then cracks, “you can come by”
I hesitate, but my fate's inside

I dream the illusion of fools
Finding the one for me
Where I can use all the tools
And meet the light within

I lay here, under the moon
Longing to wake up, free
Feeling her hands in the loom
Changing my future here

The decoration of the castle shines in red and gold
There's a magic throne at the end of the hall
I get closer and closer, walking step by step
I can see her sitting, she's the queen of them

“Is he the right one?”, whispers ask again
As she looks at me and then nods her head
Right afterwards she smiles and this strange vision ends
While a bright light shines until I sleep again

I dream the illusion of fools
Finding the one for me
Where I can use all the tools
And meet the light within

I lay here, under the moon
Longing to wake up, free
Feeling her hands in the loom
Changing my future here

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