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I've so much to say and yet |
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I cannot speak |
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Come and do my bidding now for |
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I have grown too weak |
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My weary eyes have seen all that life can give |
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Come to me, oh young one, for you |
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I can forgive |
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I stood where no man goes and conquered demon foes |
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With glory and passion no longer in fashion |
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The hero breaks his blade |
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Cast this shadow long that |
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I may hide my face |
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And in this cloak of darkness, the world |
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I will embrace |
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In all that |
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I endure, of one thing |
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I am sureKnowledge and reason change like the season, a jester's promenade |
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Lying at my feet |
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I see the offering you bring |
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The mark of cane is on our faces, borne of suffering |
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Oh, I long to hear you say it's not been wrong |
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I stand before you now, a riddle in my song |
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The answer is that sweet refrain |
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Unheard it always will remain |
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Beyond our reach, beyond our gain |
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Trapped in life's parade, a king without a crown |
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In this joy of madness, my smile might seem a frown |
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With talons wrought of steel, |
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I tore the heart of doom |
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And in one gleaming moment |
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I saw beyond the tomb |
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I stood where no man goes, above the din |
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I roseLife is amusing though we are losing |
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Drowned in tears of awe |
