Four eyes as two in one the forward circular view
that never ends. An orbital voyage
throughout the endless sphere of all. Where
time is lost and everything transcends. A
graceful presence at stolen time. As ghosts
to the world, ghosts to the world. For ice,
outside, are we apart as cold and eerie mist to
the hand. Ever floating on its course
towards the heights of shadowland. Thus
appear the truly sworn. To be seen, To be
feared. Yet, not to be reached. Four
eyes as two in one. Thus appear the truly
sworn. As ghosts to the world. Thus
appear the truly sworn. For ice outside, are
we apart. Thus appear the truly sworn. Cold and eerie mist. Burning. Thus appear
the truly sworn. A graceful presence at
stolen time. Thus appear the truly sworn.
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