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Sudden the morn came |
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Slowly the curtain rose |
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Awe shone in his eyes |
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Another light was born to rove |
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With pinions of sorrow |
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On winds of despair |
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The beast appeared |
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Some say it would never go away |
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With eyes of morrow |
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On stars of guidance |
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He faced all fright |
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His way a neverending night |
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So he defied the lively waves |
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Betrayed himself |
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And the restless hieing winds |
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Strong is the blade of hatred |
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The desire of our desperate hope |
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The serpent of grief |
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Feeds virtue to it`s sateless breed |
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High aloft the dragon flies |
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The falcon has gone astray |
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So nigh but also far away |
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A cry above - the wyvern dies |
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Blind eyes have broken the oath |
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So far away but also close |
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The awaited even came |
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Slowly the curtain fell |
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Awe shone in his eyes |
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Another light still yearns to dwell |
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His eyes full of sorrow |
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And wounds of despair |
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Bled immortal dreams |
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Whispering of days of yore |
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The guise in the mirror |
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No more stars to guide |
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It`s the beast he feared |
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Now he knew it would never go away |
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So he defied the eternal rock |
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Buried himself |
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Into the everlasting flame |
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Strong is the blade of hatred |
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The desire of our desperate hope |
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The serpant of grief |
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Feeds virtue to it`s sateless breed |
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High aloft the dragon flies |
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The falcon has gone astray |
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So nigh but also far away |
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A cry above - the wyvern dies |
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Blind eyes have broken the oath |
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So far away but also close |
