Chapter 1 - Dancing

Dreaming's just imagination

Tears are all that's real

Like the distant cloud

Loneliness is all I feel.

The wind is chilly

It blows so cold

My shadow's slowly dying

And my life is growing old.

But shadows just are dancers

In this sacred dance of fate

And, oops, too bad

I guess I'm a little late.

The party's just begun

A thousand years too soon

And like the witches gathering

We dance under the Harvest Moon.

But the dancing isn't happy

Full of weeping and cries

And you don't quite understand the reasons

The innocents has died.

And the truth - it isn't out there

Life's made up of lies

Not much that's holy anymore

Because life's not sanctified.

The weeping's overwhelming

The screaming grows abstain

And it's getting harder and harder now

For my sanity to retain.

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