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A song for the time when Klein moretti was sequence 1 Attendent of Mystery lyrics: Verse 1 In candlelight where shadows blend, A Fool begins, yet finds no end. Cards unfold, each arcane trace, The Seer’s gaze meets time and space. A mirrored mask, a fragile guise, Binds mortal flesh to boundless skies. Through storms and dreams, the whispers grow, The tides of fate, they ebb and flow. Chorus Upon the throne, where chaos reigns He bends the threads, reshapes the chains. In mystery's depths, his truths abide, The Fool ascends, the veil’s his guide. Verse 2 The wheel turns slow, yet storms arise, A ship drifts lost 'neath clouded skies. With quill in hand and tome in grasp, He writes the fate the stars won't clasp. The Evernight calls with endless woe, Its midnight kiss, a solemn glow. He walks unseen through realms untamed, The coin spins twice, the future's framed. Chorus Upon the throne, where chaos reigns, He bends the threads, reshapes the chains. In mystery's depths, his truths abide, The Fool ascends, the veil’s his guide. Bridge A jesters’ smile, a puppets’ string, The crimson moon begins to sing. Through storms of thought and fleeting flame, He wields the force none dare to name. In tarot’s dance, where secrets hide, Each card reveals what fate confides. The Hanged Man waits, the Tower falls, While Knowledge speaks from ancient halls. Verse 3 The sea of stars reflects his stare, A watcher bound to questions rare. Between the ticks of time’s cruel game, He learns the cost of fleeting fame. A pale hand raised to still the storm, His fractured soul reshapes its form. Yet even now, the clockwork grinds, An Attendant trapped by higher minds. Outro When dreams collapse, and dusk unfolds, The Fool endures, though truth grows cold In mystery’s court, where silence sings, The Attendant bows, yet pulls the strings.