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She is leading me by the hand Along the distant paths of the universe Rounding the spiral of time Through the horror and beauty Am I going in a dream or reality? I don't know I follow her white misty figure I see the arising of illusions And the appearance of parallel worlds She is leading me by the hand Passing by old tombstones and graves And ugly rotting corpses Look at us with a dead cold glance But now I see the colours are iridescent She is leading me to them And horror turned into beauty I'm in the field full of flowers And see the visions Of spectral naked women around And she is among them My mysterious Queen She is asking me to go on And I'm following her white misty figure Aus Songtexte Mania