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I touched with one

who made me run

away from my own soul...

In this world with its

many illusions

We are moving like mice through a maze

And now I find

what's left behind

has served to make me wholeIn this world with its

many illusions

We are moving like mice through a maze

I search within

beneath a skin

that bears both pleasure and pain

full of doubt, deception, and delusion

seeking purpose to all earthly days

In the Afterlife

will dark be bright

will cold be warm

will the day have no night

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

Behind closed eyes

some comfort lies

In knowing the truth never spoken

Through this world with its

hidden conclusion

we'll keep moving like mice through a maze

In the Afterlife

will dark be bright

will cold be warm

will the day have no night

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

will dark be bright

will cold be warm

will the day have no night

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife

In the Afterlife