Time is a mirror Of the travel within, Lost are the ways, As we wade through sin. Time is a mirror That shines in the dark, A fading ember, A dying spark. Nightengale dreams Of being a raven. Raven dreams Of being a boar. Boar dreams Of being a man. What does man dream? Time is a mirror, Nothing more. And dream of light To scare away night. But in the end, It will do no good, Time is a mirror.
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Of the travel within,
Lost are the ways,
As we wade through sin.
Time is a mirror
That shines in the dark,
A fading ember,
A dying spark.
Nightengale dreams
Of being a raven.
Raven dreams
Of being a boar.
Boar dreams
Of being a man.
What does man dream?
Time is a mirror,
Nothing more.
And dream of light
To scare away night.
But in the end,
It will do no good,
Time is a mirror.