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You call your mind a spider's web. I read it like a map
Leading me into the depths, and guiding me right back
You dance on graves
And lie in wake
All hoping for some change
I heed your wish
And promise this
With truth I will remain
To dance like fools
We'll carry through
And triumph in the rain
An ally now. A friend in arms
To say somehow a friendship we have spawned
I long to know the risks you'll take
In hopes that I can prove
A chance like this one that we've made
Can make our words shine through
A guiding force to recompense
And drive the fools insane
A spark to burn the temperance
And I don't even know your real name