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Through the eyes I have known you Your spirit is stretched thin Your veil is a hole Stream a dark tide's betrayal That rips through its own Through the eyes of the wheel I will see you coming Through the waves of lies I will see you coming Through the years of burden I will see you coming Through the weathering vine I will see you coming The feral now feeds you Instinct is pure All reactions are sane Eyes on the mountain Hidden faces Spirit faces From Letras Mania