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The eyes of the truth seeing are awaken at the end of the night,
And that pair of crystal precious balls reincarnate and summoned at the first sight,
To witness what have been witnessed by souls through dark and light,
And shall be burned by the purity of their guide.
Would the red stained hand come and creeping slow,
Would the condemned heart come and take a bow,
I saw and I should know,
With all the flies and all the crows.