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Meant to be a warrior freezing all the spirits of life |
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Last to see the walking heroes fading in the night |
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I will not ever leave you a shadow of fear |
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Still believe in anger and in pain |
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I've seen light. |
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This is not how to make a thunder |
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Can be lost in the sky |
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I can't believe what it feels like under it is lost in my way. |
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Asking you to send me pieces of your silver and gold |
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Capturing your emptiness your battle and your war. |
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I will live forever ever and more you cannot be the one |
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Asking me these questions that will ake you to my grave. |
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This is not how to make a thunder |
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Can be lost in the sky |
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I can't believe what it feels like under it is lost in my way. |
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To many people the place is burning |
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When you dazzle the floor |
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Around a piece made of gold and silver |
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Can I ask you why? |
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Sacredness is bridges to the night |
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No emptiness will ever be the same |
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Shadows from a war |
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Shadows from my war. |
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Now I have the power to be cruel and make justice right |
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Ever since the fire rises ind the crimson sky |
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Captured be the moonlight still |
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I believe there is something to see |
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I will be the last one hear for real when you are one. |
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This is not how to make a thunder |
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Can be lost in the sky |
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I can't believe what it feels like under it is lost in my way. |
