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To stand at the world’s edge
To see what is coming
To see the mirror
The reflection is true
A reason to believe
No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence
The weight falls upon me
Can you shield the pain?
No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence
No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence
No illusion
Came before me
