What is this feeling
that leaves me longing
My heart begs to hold on
Yet the golden dream
of this beautiful stranger
fades from real to reality
Although we've never met
I know her somehow
Somewhere someway
Perhaps from the past
Perhaps from the future
Maybe a soul mate
I've yet to meet
It's as if she was torn
from my being
And in my waking hour
I am but half a man.
I long for more
than just a dream
Yet at least I hold her
in my unconscious world...

Heart so Pure!
YOU
(please)

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IT IS NOT A GAME ANYMORE

•

The mountain once
Was of true dominion

NO RAIN
NO SNOW

NO WATER

NO

IT

IS NOT A GAME ANYMORE

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All these magically
Sacred
Children

Born just for suffering
Born just for crying

•

IT IS NOT A GAME ANYMORE

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The reign of death has begun

All who'd be human
Who'd be what they were born to be
Who'd do what they were made for

Who'd love as they ought to

Gather in the catacombs
In the spirit's Cornicopeia
In the wisdom of the ancients

Full prepared and ready
For just about anything

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IT IS NOT A GAME ANYMORE

NO
IT IS NOT
A
GAME ANYMORE