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Behold this horizon
As endless as your pain
Calling you and shivering
To be faced, to be crossed

Is there one last home to be found?
Maybe one last door to be opened?

And you’ll finally become one with light
Will finally become one with aeons

Demons of the past were buried alive
In a coffin made of regrets
One will, one flame, one goal
To erase their escaping shadows and ghosts
Trying to reach you

As the afterlife is waiting for you
As its beacon is piercing the fog of your thoughts
And binds you with a light breakthrough
You will fly!

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