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The path was foreseen
In a feverish dream
and the riddle was shown
To the seven year grown
Reaching out for the thread he saw
It would cut through his fingers
As a razor sharp straw

Shaping the untouchable
Embracing the none-existable
It's force force drains
Slide into forever

Surface to surface
Nothing between
Faling forever
The illusion has been
But a fragment of time
On the thread of life

None shall pass
This fiery wall
None shall pass
No, none at all
The path was foreseen   In a feverish dream   and the riddle was shown   To the seven year grown   Reaching out for the thread he saw   It would cut through his fingers   As a razor sharp straw      Shaping the untouchable   Embracing the none-existable   It's force force drains   Slide into forever      Surface to surface   Nothing between   Faling forever   The illusion has been   But a fragment of time   On the thread of life      None shall pass   This fiery wall   None shall pass   No, none at all