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Take a look beyond this mortal world Can you see what awaits thereon? Listen! Can you hear those voices call your name? Different words but they all mean the same Wooden gates are closing behind you No turning back, walk onwards on your path Coldwinds are blowing against your face Be prepared to feel the most gruesome grace A place where the fire has its lair You can't turn away, you are already there Burn with passion! Let the mist move aside, let it clear your sight Can you feel His presence? Stars as His crown, mountains as His throne This is your destiny for you are His own He awaits... From Letras Mania