Seven By Seven کے بول

Lost am I in this world of timelessness and woe Can I find the doorways through which I must go Is the key to this plane too much for me to try to gain Is the passport to this world my astral soul 7 signs rode on 7 stars, 7 ways to find the long lost bards 7 days became 7 years, while Pocus laughed and called foul jeers 7 times he cursed the 7 tears, each one became their 7 fears What is lost is never gained again, I've cast the spell that eternity chained No more to cry o' mortal soul, the astral path is now your fortuitous role.