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She kneels inside the grey room, the white crown dipping in the dark
The cold queen Albensia, she has forgotten her mark
A young man that wanders from world unto world anew
Forgets his body, the journey takes it's course due
He lays in his pale bed, the tube trailing from his mouth and nose
His eyes closed, mind open as the infinite mirrors those woes
Albensia is growing frozen and perhaps will remain in that stay
The young man continues to forget with her, this is the only way
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