Rapidly does the spirit roam.
    Invisible to human
And visible to the special ones,
 
   Sometimes you could sense
Or feel the stroke when walking
   Towards a charnel house,  
 
The sun, the moon, the stars
   And the past world,
They all awaits for your
   spirit to come and join before
The trumpets are all worn.

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