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What I've |
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BecomeThrough the darkness, spawned in terror |
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Winds thaty try and catch the sun-now and forever |
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Void of feeling, roaming freely |
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Spires arise to shame the sky |
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What do I feel, |
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Oh my lord make me free of their blame |
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Dream my child as though it were real |
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And I'll join you |
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And in the dawn awoken |
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I will see |
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What I've become |
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Souls are harnessed eyes dishonest |
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Moon and star behind their shield |
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In the cradle children laden |
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From this ordeal, oh my god can they ever be spared? |
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Dream my child as though it were real |
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And I'll join you |
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And in the dawn awoken |
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I will see |
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What I've become |
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Thoughts are playing wills are swaying |
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Rearranging words of lore-stronger than ever |
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Fear annealing hatred reeling |
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Realize the time is near |
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I rise from my knees for no god made me free all these years |
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Dream my child as though it were real |
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And I'll join you |
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And in the dawn awoken |
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I will see |
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What have |
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I done? |
