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Act III: Visual Echoes (Part IV)
"Somehow Ayreon senses that his fate is upon him,
and he implores, no he commands his future tormentors,
to grant him one last moment in splendour in place,
of all misery that haunts his mind.
But no one hears his plea..."
Ayreon:
I sense a fear deep inside,
the end is near, I cannot hide.
Blood is spilt, my quest is unfulfilled.
There's still so much I long to see,
I need to touch, I wish to be.
I can't believe this is all I can achieve.
Hark me now and let me go,
to far-away lands and distant shores,
an angel at my side.
No evil plans,
or future wars.
Take me high,
on a magic ride.
Did you ever care how I could feel,
as you dreamt up this one-way deal?
My Lords of time, don't you understand?
My life's been rough, I was born to lose.
I've had enough of them future-blues.
Grant my wish, my wish is your command.
Hark me now and let me go,
to far-away lands and distant shores,
an angel at my side.
No evil plans,
or future wars.
Take me high,
on a magic ride.
"The great Merlin, Arthur's magician and prophet,
has observed Ayreon's endeavours argus-eyed,
but now he believes the moment has come for him to intervene."
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