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Far away from the rising sun |
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I saw a shadow following me |
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Water glimmering before my eyes |
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But it's only the devil in disguise |
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I feel a hand caressing my head |
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I'm bonded by the fear of death |
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I'm getting up with my last power |
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In mortal agony I breath |
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OUT OF THE LIGHT SHE'S COMING UP |
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SERVING ME THE GOLDEN CUP |
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SHE'S SAVING MY SOUL AND GETTING CLOSE |
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I SEE THE EYES OF MY DESERT ROSE |
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A golden fortress in the middle of nowhere |
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Birds fly high through the desert sun |
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She's leading me behind the curtain |
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Where eagles dare and life has begun |
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OUT OF THE LIGHT SHE'S COMING UP |
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SERVING ME THE GOLDEN CUP |
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SHE'S SAVING MY SOUL AND GETTING CLOSE |
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I SEE THE EYES OF MY DESERT ROSE |
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I'm waking up out of this dream |
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Wishing well it would become true |
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I remember well what she has told |
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Now I'm prepared for becoming old |
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OUT OF THE LIGHT SHE'S COMING UP |
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SERVING ME THE GOLDEN CUP |
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SHE'S SAVING MY SOUL AND GETTING CLOSE |
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I SEE THE EYES OF MY DESERT ROSE |
