One silver streak, and darkness is cut
 When lines populate the earth
 A clew of chaos, of brand-new souls but
 soaked in pleasures and dirt
 As the spinning wheel of life decides each fate
 And leads life lines to its spools
 Where they are beginning to have their downfall created
 I am making my own magic tools
 The start of the bigger web, the tapestry of life
 A world full of kings, beggars, knights and fools
 Catching a glimpse of a made up world
 It ignites a spark in a heart gone cold
 Breaking the thin fine wire of an off worldly stare
 That was spun, weaved and unravelled, every soul dealt fair
 As the spinning wheel of life decides each fate
 And all lifelines have left the spools
 Then it is spinning, to have new life created
 With my own set of magic tools
 I am making another web, a tapestry of death
 A world full of kings, beggars, knights and fools
 Seeing the result, the bigger whole,
 The spark dies again, the heart turns cold
 unravelling the world of dreams, revealing the reality it stole
 I cut the line,
 When the wheel of live, love and hope, came to a hold
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