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RevelationCreeping through the torchlightStill reeling from the chase All my strength and courage disappear My fingers start to tremble and heart begins to race As up ahead the ugly beast appears The knave ...and then he spoke to me... Forward moves the ghost of time Though quips of many scathe The tongues benign speak so unkind And mantle me the knave The scars I bear were forged from Art more cunning than the blade But knowledge is the chain that binds My life here to this glade Now you stand here you rode in on your pride The haze of the night has been mine Questions were ne'er put to test And your fairness was blind Help is the reason you've come here alone With you I can know just release Those men you led here will render Our souls piece by piece Who? Do believe, what? Was I deceived, where? Should I turn and run? Why? Too much for me, how? Stupidity, which? The truth comes from one... One... |