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To remake the young flyer |
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Yes we must define his high desire |
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Stand erect and not detect |
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The anythings that we could not admire |
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From a long line of high men |
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Number one, is that the one to send? |
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To restore all the trial |
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This and then the national pride of power |
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A question to the lunatic |
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Does your day seem like night? |
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Does your world go together? |
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Gallant men dash forth, he takes his place |
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Echoes the laughter of the slaughter daughters |
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Takes his softness from his hand and goes |
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To remake the young flyer |
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Yes we must define his high desire |
