The dancing of the stars reflect,

the mirrors of my mind;

the twisting reality within my dying sanity


It takes a toll on my heavy heart,

the mirroring of shadows,

the emotions that brake off at the start

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Dancing in ethereal light I will find a way,

to shatter the shadows, that always seem to be in play,

that carry the thoughts deeper into my own;

the twisting fate of a state that is torn


A survival of the war,

the exemplified betrayer of the cause;

an end without a victim

Dancing in ethereal light I will find a way,

to shatter the shadows, that always seem to be in play,

that carry the thoughts deeper into my own;

the twisting fate of a state that is torn


The cascading of the light,

it drowns the hope I needed;

the eternal birthplace of all my fears


Perished into the maddened sky,

the light on which I fixed my sanity;

the toll on my heavy heart