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And so may I be the next to know |
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Knowing the times before they are |
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Are they deep timeless wanderings and the mace of wrath |
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In these evenings |
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The blood seems to boil |
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Do I make the same conclusion as you |
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Do I make my soul clear of this need |
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Do I jump the gateless ways of winter |
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Do you ever drown the clean magic in white |
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I'm still the one I used to be |
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But the age of this fiery obsession has been too long |
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It's now colder than the freezing mind of you |
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Alive and glowing |
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Do I make the same conclusion as you |
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Do I make my soul clear of this need |
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Do I jump the gateless ways of winter |
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Do you ever drown the clean magic in white |
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Would you challenge the stairs that I seek |
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Do you complete the unsaid words |
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Let me live through myself |
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And heaven will know the taste of rain |
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Would you challenge the stairs that I seek |
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Do you complete the unsaid words |
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Let me live through myself |
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And heaven will know the taste of rain |
