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A coward dies a thousand deaths |
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A hero dies but once |
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But what no one else has seen |
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Is the truth that lies inside |
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That behind the eyes of a hero lies a fear |
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No less |
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A fear |
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No less than mine |
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I say it time and time again |
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I don't want to be alone in this solitude |
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What is truth? |
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Once one had asked |
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And still he seeks to find it |
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A man's fear is crushed when thoughts recall words heard so long ago |
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Search for an answer |
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A Holy book upon a shelf |
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Words cutting deep inside |
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Speaks to my heart and to my soul In this solitude |
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What is truth? |
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Once one had asked |
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And still he seeks to find it |
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A man's fear is crushed when thoughts recall words heard so long ago |
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I don't have to be alone |
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No more solitude |
