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Something lives within myself

I guess it's knowledge

Of human's? Of someone's fate

Ability to perceive may give you a clue

When in their eyes the soul agrees, and says no words

Let the natural voice to cry out

To feel desired elation

It is considered as a chattering of a bird

That's about to die

I know this voice, and I've heard this story

You care for sensation, and feed the hope - feeling

And when it withers, you dignify your failure

In privacy the SABRE is revealed

But anguish stays

No shame, no guilt

Only this can now lead to glory

Defensive thoughts can not agree

With what is real

I know this voice

Henceforth I am yours

I am the truth

Of entangled cravings

May angel guard deity's agony

Happiness, and life:

I stand here for you, like a marvellous idol

Here I guard, prowess I hold the SABRE