Like a monster of hate
Vanishing all items
At an impossible rate
It took my soul
And it took all my dreams
Causing nothing
To be as it seemed
Finally I emerged
On the other side of the wall
I had heard the voice
Crying a desperate call
It called to me and said
With a voice so clear and fine
I found my way out
And saw, just in time
The fog had lifted from my soul
Just as the bell began to toll
And the freezing cold
Had then been sold
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