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(Evening of March 27th, 1879 A.D. London, England) |
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Upon this bridge the fate of many is sealed |
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Confronting the collision of future and past |
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I face the demon that once sheltered within |
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Into times bygone - into torment's reign |
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I have let my eyes to witness to see |
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Times incarceration to a certain degree |
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Under the crimson light of the motorised moon |
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I face the one who's been cast out of darkened times |
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Nightly horrors have stained red the soil |
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The lights bleed upon the river beneath |
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As I am forever reborn, never a burial |
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So will the fallen rise, another circle complete |
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Rise - never a burial |
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Rise - complete is the circle |
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Upon this bridge the fate of many was sealed |
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Benumbed by the collision of future and past |
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I have faced the I identity that once sheltered within me |
