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Oh, cruel destiny, is this what you had in mind, is this where my trail ends. |
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I think back on what went wrong, have |
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I not done noble deeds and been an honourable man. |
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Behind these prisonbars |
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I hear the distant cries of a falcon riding the eternal winds. |
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I long so to just breath fresh air and to take a walk in the wild. |
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Will I ever look upon the sun again. |
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Chained to hunger and loneliness inside this filthy dungeons. |
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I will see my son nomore, |
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I wish not to be looked upon since |
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I am not the man |
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I was before. |
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God of wisdom. |
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God of knowledge. |
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I now pray to you; |
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Save my soul. |