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Under the ever-gazing watcher

We bow before the lidless eye of the Medusa

An endless ivory horizon

Devouring all resolve and reason

Hey, fly with me away

Night turns into day

Stained, my name

Cold will be my unmarked grave

The howling of the restless masses

The driving factor of my imminent destruction

A verdict on their scornful faces

Becomes my public execution

Hey, fly with me away

Night turns into day

Stained, my name

Cold will be my unmarked grave

An endless ivory horizon

Welcomes me to the waiting gallows

The howling of the restless masses

Chanting my names with hateful voices