I have wasted ten years in a blind-fold
Ten-fold more than I've invested now in sight
I have traveled beveled mirrors in a fly crawl
Losing the reflection of a fight
But like a compass seeking north
(Seeking north)
There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part
Clouds of doubt are cut asunder
(Clouds of doubt)
By the lightning and the thunder
(Shining from my heart)
Shining from the compass of my heart
I have flown the frantic flight of the bat-wing
And only known the dark because of that
I have seized death's door-handle
Like a fish out of the water
Waiting for the mercy of the cat
But like a compass seeking north
(Seeking north)
There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part
Clouds of doubt are cut asunder
(Clouds of doubt)
By the lightning and the thunder
(Shining from my heart)
Shining from the compass of my heart

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