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flocks of birds for sake the barren lands |
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i'm following suit with idle heart and empty hands |
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however strong a rock, time and tide will grind it down |
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to sand and the ground wears its burial gown |
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with gloom-ridden eyes and shrouded in grief |
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i shoulder my past to find my final relief |
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each winter ploughed deeper furrows in my face |
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the next one is sure to leave its terminal trace |
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... terminal trace |
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whomever i owe my life to, it's time now to pay back |
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yet all i have to offer is this battered human wreck |
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i gave more than i had but i'm still willing to give more |
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i swear this oath to me and i swear it with a roar |
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salvation awaits but simple i mind |
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as for me i can fight, i leave nothing behind |
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trapped in the time between dog and wolf |
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i am trapped in the time between dog and wolf |
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... between dog and wolf |
