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| I saw the future in a lovers eyes, now driven by the heavens wise, over the earth through blackened skies. In the burning of a drunken fire, on wings of dragons my dreams aspire, taking my grasp ever higher. Looking below, I leave the land lost in the middle, a mighty voice and then I reach for my Fathers' hand. How many decieved may never know, where the path, where I go, lost, they cannot follow, Only the gift of the precious key, given of the hand, of He. |