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[ti:Ashes of Dreams (Live)] |
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[ar:MONACA] |
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Once there were trees full of birds, |
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Meadowlands vibrant with flowers; |
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Carefree the songs our children once sang |
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Gilding our minutes and hours. |
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Clouds came and covered the sun, |
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The breath of a baleful unease |
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Turning to ashes flowers in their fields, |
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Silenced the birds in their trees. |
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Hidden so deep in veils of deceit, |
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Imprisoned in twisting spells |
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Are we the plaything of fiends,or merely the dreams |
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That we're telling ourselves,telling ourselves? |
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Strive till the phantoms are broken, |
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Fight till the battle is done; |
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The squadrons of night can't conquer the day, |
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Nor shadows extinguish the sun. |
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Stories of danger,fearless attack, |
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Spectres of plague and pain. |
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All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back; |
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And we'll be hunted again,hunted again. |
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For tho the storms are over and past, |
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Tho the thunder's rage is quieted until the last |
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While this nightmare's laid me down in the rags here to mourn, |
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Here to mourn. |
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The night has left us crippled with grief |
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As we strive to keep alive our belief. |
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But a loss so great,it clouds all over our hopes for the dawn. |
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Hidden so deep in veils of deceit, |
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Imprisoned in twisting spells. |
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Are we the playing of fiends,or merely the dreams |
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That we're telling ourselves,telling our- |
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Stories of danger,fearless attack, |
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Spectres of plague and pain. |
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All of these ghosts of our own delusions are back; |
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Have we been fighting in vain? Fighting in vain? |