Robed in black I set to work 
Illuminated by the moon 
Distant tress by mist obscured 
Lamentation in the air 
I seek to free my soul 
From these limitations of this life 
No physical walls my mind 
From freedom to restrain 
Twelve white candles in a circle 
To protect my body from harm 
I burn incense before the gods 
And chant archaic words of praise 
I seek to free my soul 
From these limitations of this life 
No physical walls my mind 
From freedom to restrain 
A veil of smoke clouds the air 
I get befogged by the fumes 
And as I open my eyes again 
I see myself from above 
I - my soul - has been set free 
To wander in the forest of dreams 
I begin walking towards the light 
To seek my destiny to come 
Between the light and me a laughter can be heard 
And as I look up to see it's source... 
I turned and run, hope the glade to find 
Where I, a while ago my body left 
To elude the fiendish thing behind 
But my body has been life bereft...
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