Opened, searched, wizards grant thy will Perfected pattern lay before an open door Command strengths to force this return Close down, hold the gate, you lie becoming fate To many shooting stars To many hopeful dreams For long you have wished Wished to be one of few I see you now, I see you fade For your dreams are forgotten, not buried, just never lit For there was one with a thought But there was so many else Turn and see, you were never alone, never unique Amusing it is to see How you crave to be outstanding But you are clipped and stripped Giving me pleasuring thrills I do admire your death To many shooting stars To many hopeful dreams For long you have wished Wished to be one of few