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Sleeping moments giving birth |
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To a world of my own invention |
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Doubt is a cast, and what's real |
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Mixes with imatination |
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My imatination |
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Each vision, each word |
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Like a message in a bottle |
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The unreal has given birth |
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To the titans of my inner battles |
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Angel, burning away |
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Cutting against the heartless unforgiven |
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Anger, blacken my dream |
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A phoenix in flame, returning in redemption |
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Angel, burning away |
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Cutting against the heartless unforgiven |
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Anger, blacken my dream |
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I can see this angel is me |
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And I am in flames |
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The wind is breaking hard |
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Flowing with the void of fire |
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The light it burns |
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Eyes glow, holding my soul |
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The fallen horde is hunting seraph |
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Wisdom, Prometheus knows |
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A torch is but a tool for heroes |
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We stand to face the hatred |
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Amassing on our borders |
