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See, how tricksy is the labyrinth, Angel? I am not to enter in Without a guide. Benevolent being Gently sweep me forward - GENTLY, gently, They look so soft But your wings have sharper tips than a scythe. See? They’ve made me bleed. I have no choice, then? The way is dark, and the outcome uncertain, But in the stillness, at the centre I will find a heart beating on a crystal platter, Every pulse a call to arms. This I must carry back to the world. There will be dangers, dreams and darkest things, I am their only hope. Show me, watcher, guardian, guide, Push me past the gates And watch me flee, I will not fail The world, as I’ve failed me.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 4:04 AM UTC
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See, how tricksy is the labyrinth, Angel? I am not to enter in Without a guide. Benevolent being Gently sweep me forward - GENTLY, gently, They look so soft But your wings have sharper tips than a scythe. See? They’ve made me bleed. I have no choice, then? The way is dark, and the outcome uncertain, But in the stillness, at the centre I will find a heart beating on a crystal platter, Every pulse a call to arms. This I must carry back to the world. There will be dangers, dreams and darkest things, I am their only hope. Show me, watcher, guardian, guide, Push me past the gates And watch me flee, I will not fail The world, as I’ve failed me.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 4:04 AM UTC
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