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I dont remember a shit
about your past life
here is the place
where dreams comes to die
a boneyard of broken souls
of mistreated life
a journey from past to past
remorses of ancient sins and lies
i am the forsaken one
the one that has no country
the only journey you will ever have
two coins for the ferry
tribute to the ferryman
to acheron river till styx
i will sing your life
i dont remember your past
nor your future to come
i am no seer nor prophet
i am the wind
that carries the message
from beggining till the end
the one that close the doors
when the titles ends
the lights are out
and i am the one they will never speak of
for words have power to those that knows the names
but fear of what i may bring
held them from calling me by my true name.
oroboros is time
a new begging from an end
eden from ashes past
and dreams within dreams from poets.
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