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Looking very deep in the mirror of dreams

There is the old mighty figure in black

That again stares at me with fire in the eyes

Paralyzed I am in silence so deep

Dark empty cave with ceaseless drops

Waiting my judgment static I freeze

In the mirror of dreams on the open field I run

Thousands of horses gallop against me

Fearless I invoke forces from beyond

They give me strength to execute my fate

Now I become the BLACKEST HORSE

Galloping uphill stepping strong on the falling rocks

With the vigor of the beasts and impartial tranquility

Conquering the mountain to witness the sunrise

Feeling the wind in my mane blowing so sweet

I do what I think, I’m COMPLETE in myself

Looking very deep in the mirror of dreams

There is the old mighty figure in black

That again stares at me with fire in the eyes

Paralyzed I am in silence so deep

Dark empty cave with ceaseless drops

Waiting my judgment static I freeze

The judge keeps wandering in the cave of infinite drops

Life and death that relay the time and space

There I’ll come back with powerful lantern

To look for my inverted friend and then I can ask

To point my mistakes and the correct advice