The actors fade away, and drift into the past
Memories are the same, will they ever last
To escape one more time
The question that I ask
The message penned in rhyme
To block deception's path
I'm needing to break the barriers of time
Can they hear my voice..I will...
To dabble in the black arts
The knowledge I will find
Death has touched my soul
Leaving her behind
The gifted they will gather
Just but once a year
Can they hear my voice...I will...
The tighter my grip the looser my grasp
A bitterness infects my sight
Focus now, but on one goal
Always hunting, now the hunted
In the shadow of the kill
Will they pull me under
Will I lie thee still
The actors fade away, and drift into the past
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