The world seems a dark place
To one who has not eyes to see
And the future is quite dim
Unless one has the gift of prophecy
For tomorrow I cannot wait
And so today I will test the fates
Walk straight through the burning gates
To find out which destiny awaits
Then my eyes will open and show
To me the errors of my way
And I'll awake again to light
And the trials of another day

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