The White Horseman

Blind Guardian

He was drowning in an overwhelming weakness
He could not overcome
When suddenly the red Sun seemed
To transform from a pale shimmering face

Into a black hole, drawing
Carrying him further and further away
There, deep in the safe lap of insanity
He began to realize that the blackness started

To lose intensity and by that gave sight
To something he did not comprehend at first glimpse
Yet, it felt very familiar, just as gazing into a mirror
That being that had taken shape was dress
In white and was mounted on a white horse a white horseman
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