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Reign in the mist of paradise
Where lust, money and envy shower the throne
The shadow of immorality dawns upon the streets
Power lies in the hands of the most prosperous
More or less the weak tangle in the foul darkness of death
Only those who can open their eyes to see will see
Those who look beyond what is and freely accept;
Surely, most of those who try to prevent self-destructon will surive
Because weakness lurks in all shapes and sizes
Hiding behind others; fighting battles without a heart
There is a struggle that even the king cannot interupt
What troop can paralyze what is to come
Even the populace is incapable of isolation of the future
Destiny is solely unadorned
Simple as it may be we still ignore the traces of her tracks
Recklessly blinded by the sweet tragedies of sin
Absorbed in a trance that death has embraced upon the vulnerable
The journey has marked its terroritory
A course only suitable for the elite
Once prompted we all need to be ready
Tomorrow is closer than you think