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Visions of men never known Never seen, never heard, never shown Characters lying in wait Responsible figures of fate With memories and faces as long as their hate Paths and the angles of light Find their way into my eye Recorded and logged for a time Some living, some loving, some dying There are factors re-arranged every time The phrases, the angles, so fine Sunken valleys and decades of crime Distant seasons A smile that was quoted as mine Paths and the angles of light Find their way into my eye Recorded and logged for a time Some living, some loving, some dying From Letras Mania