Howling wind give no remorse
The lotus flowers sway with your song
The nightmares have formed all along inside your mind
The daydreams aren't gone but they still hang in your heart
I can tell because I'm in them
Dancing by the tomstones of the grave, crossing a destiny; that is soon to be mine
Of royalties and splendours - Pearls and lilies of the valley
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