OBSCURUS 1:1
THERE IS SOMETHING WITHIN ME THAT SPEAKS WHEN I'M NOT SPEAKING
THERE IS A DREAM MANIFESTING ITSELF WHEN I'M NOT SLEEPING
THE DREADED DAY ARRIVES, AND ALL SEEMS LOST.... TRUTH AND ILLUSION ARE UNCLEAR.....
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW....FOR THE DAWN IS HERE...
THERE IS A DREAM MANIFESTING ITSELF WHEN I'M NOT SLEEPING
THE DREADED DAY ARRIVES, AND ALL SEEMS LOST.... TRUTH AND ILLUSION ARE UNCLEAR.....
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW....FOR THE DAWN IS HERE...
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