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Among these ghosts I walk
Groping my way in the dark.
Taking a path long lost,
Recalling the bewitching eyes.

In the catacombs of time
The ghosts still gaze about.
Indifferent to your call,
Begetting uniformity.

The voice so bleak and dry,
It comes from shadows' depths.
Mundane yet very distant,
Sound of a tongue once known.

(I have heard
This voice
I have seen
These eyes.)

I have heard
This voice
I have seen
These eyes.

I have walked
This road,
I have borne
These scars.

Here everything's the same
Forgotten means entombed.
The dead will never rise
The ghosts lie by the corpses.

In the catacombs of time
The ghosts still gaze about.
Indifferent to your call,
Begetting uniformity.

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