Cold FireIn the real world as in dreams, nothing is quite what it seems.
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Life
without meaning cannot be borne. We find a mission to which we're sworn - or answer the call of Death's dark
horn. Without a gleaning of purpose in life, we have no vision, we live in strife, - or let blood fall on
a suicide knife.
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Nowhere can a secret keep always secret, dark and deep, half so well as in the past, buried
deep to last, to last.
Keep it in your own dark heart, otherwise the rumors start.
After many years have
buried secrets over which you worried, no confidant can then detray all the words you didn't say.
Only you
can then exhume secrets safe within the tomb of memory, of memory, within the tomb of memory.
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In
the real world as in dreams, nothing is quite what it seems.
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Vibrations in a wire. Ice crystals in
a beating heart. Cold fire.
A mind's frigidity: frozen steel, dark rage, morbidity. Cold fire.
Defense
against a cruel life death and strife: Cold fire.
The Bad PlaceEvery eye sees its own special vision; every ear hears a most different song. In each man's
troubled heart, and incision would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.
Stranger fiends hide here in human guise than
reside in the valleys of Hell. But goodness, kindness and love arise in the heart of the poor beast, as well
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