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Lyrics:
Sail on silver wings through this storm what fortune love may bring back to my arms again the love of a former golden age. I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take. For, now that wheels are turning, I find my faith deserting me...
This night is filled with cries of dispossesed children in search of Paradise. A sign of unresolve that, envisioned, drives the pinwheel on-and-on.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take. When memory bears witness to the innocence, consumed in dying rage!
The way lies through our love; there can be no other means to the end, or keys to my heart... you will never find.
You will never find!
(The Garden of the Arcane Delights
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