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Millions of stars have seen my life. |
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As numerous serpent eyes they have followed where I go. |
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As a cold light they have illuminated my rites. |
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Now dead I lay in the woods. |
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Wolves are howling around my coffin. |
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My pale corpse is rotting away. |
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Into oblivion withers away the life that I lived. |
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Alone and forgotten in the dark forest. |
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Only stars have not abandoned me. |
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Still they are watching my coffin and waiting my journey towards the father. |
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Only one of those eyes knows my destiny and that is the eye of satan. |
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Towards him I am now travelling. |
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Across the silent cosmos... |
