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A lightning rips the sky apart |
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The ground is covered with snow |
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The trees are torned by the winds from the past |
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And the sky is left with scars |
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I hear a voice from a distance |
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It whispers my name from the deep |
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My soul is released from the star |
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From where |
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I have viewed the world |
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I turn back to where |
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I once was spawned |
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To the tree where my soul was descent |
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The moon reflects in the freezing water |
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And I glimpse a gleam of light in the distant horizons |
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Like a child who crawls to its mother |
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I am slowly approaching the horizons |
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To see the fear in their eyes |
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As the birds depart from the skies |
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I hear the screams of a woman |
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As the stars fade away to die |
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I remember a time in a past forgotten |
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I was created centuries ago |
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The earth is swallowed by darkness |
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My time has come |
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Once again snow falls from the skies |
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The world is mine to view |
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I am of darkness |
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My departition is darkness |
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And from darkness is my resurrection |
