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In the entrance hall hangs my masterstroke!
Canvas keeps aged paints with diabolic spells!

Every day my legacy decayed.
Every day in pain.
Manor walls ruined and betrayed.
Sense of my provenance was slowly melt.

But I have a painting, my masterstroke.
It was create with secret force.

And in Night my painting revives.
Shapes will arise to rule otherwise.

They will creep in dark of the walls.
They will fill the house.
Shapes from painting - shapes from my birth.
I'll draw them, before I'll die!

I've made a painting, it's my Masterpiece!
My shapes, my saviours, now help me, please!!!

And in Night my painting revives.
Shapes will arise to rule otherwise.

I dedicate my work to all, who can save my land.
And those shapes will give a chance to get hold of respect.

In the entrance hall hangs my masterstroke!
Canvas keeps aged paints with diabolic spells!

Masterstroke!

And in Night my painting revives.
Shapes will arise to rule otherwise.

"Mystic"
©2012

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