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The Void... Yawns before me The space Between Heaven and Hell
The Void... Fills my ears With splittered fragments Of broken bomb shell
I walk on a thin line I am senses gone blind I can't reach beyond That teetering edge Between day and night Not knowing Wrong from right I muddle along No answer To where I belong
Only The Void... Can tell
The Void... Directs the orchestra Sings the song I want so desperately To avoid
But I sing along The devil in transit To a fate unknown But in full collaboration With the sins I own
The Void... Spews me From its mouth As the wind blows I dance on a tightrope Which way will I fall To the North or South?
Only The Void... Can tell
"Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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