Wooden dancer takes me by the hand I go to touch mystical lips small elves I can hear their whispers my wooden dancer showed me the other side
Golden garden
Through the golden garden I'm going up the misty mound when I reach the summit I can hear a sound sound of golden wings a mystical form is raising the crucifix I am new-born
No, this is not an angel this is not paradise the purple flame never this is a garden garden of mystical shades a nightmare cheated the dream never
Look!... Golden roses I saw the tears of a metal plant a ray of the sun showed me the violet of its upper side I'm moving on looking for the source I can see the light pressing the handle I'm inside
No, this is not an angel this is not paradise the purple flame never this is a garden garden of mystical shades a nightmare cheated the dream never
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