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It's been a long cold winter, widespread snowfall, raging storms |
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Caught in winds delusions, of our heart and soul |
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He came down from the mountains, into our own frozen world |
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Spoke of revolution, fed us with his words |
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A sacred man, from the other side |
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He gave us something to believe in |
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How could we be so blind? |
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His right hand gave us freedom, while the other stole the pride |
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Thought he had the answers, standing by his side |
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Tales of a world, not so far away |
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We got entangled in his vows |
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How could we be so blind? |
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When the sun and moon unite |
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Fear Dark Winged messenger, dread his darkened words |
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[Solo: Stefan] |
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A graven image shattered, a meltdown of our wonderland |
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As the sun rised slowly, we tried to understand |
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A sacred heart, lost prosperity |
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But we found a way back home |
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From dusk came clarity |
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When the sun and moon unite |
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Fear the Dark Winged messenger, dread his darkened words |
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When the sun and moon unite |
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Fear the Dark Winged messenger, dread his darkened words |
