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Beautiful ghosts of butterflies
Are dancing 'side my grave

Shimmering phantoms of angels
Are singing for my soul

Glittering trails of dying stars
Are lighting my way home

Elegant spirits of fairies
Are hovering by my tomb

Glorious shadows of heroes
Are fighting for my release

Translucent images of the dead
Are standing guard my body

Ice and flame and summerbreeze
Are taking me to my fate

PASSIVE

Lost looks of confusion,
wondering where you are.
Blank stares of amnesia,
never remembering far.
You lost all your memories
when you got hit by that car.
Your wounds will all heal but
you'll be forever scarred.