In the midst of wave Unconceivable Evil And we are drowning down Into the forgotten city Oxygen becoming treasure Is it time to choose ...yes, it is... We plunging in madness In the depths of madness Into the light in the end Of this terrible journey Guided by figure sculpted in ivory Place, where absence of life Does not mean morality Imagination in one with memory And memories are so real Unveiling the mystery Storm choirs are wailing Splendid structures Going out searchlight In the midst of wave Unconceivable Evil And we are drowning down Into the forgotten city Its time to choose And I am choosing The Unknown...
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