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Sacred realm, |
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I see this earthborn symphony |
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How can I dwell not far as flames still veil my heart |
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From thee... |
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Set the world on fire |
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Burn it bright with dark desire |
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Wield your hatred where my soul lies dead |
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Opaque my eyes as the dimmest light |
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Awaiting them to shine so bright |
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With the hate that once was hidden in my head |
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Raise me from this god forsaken emptiness |
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Release the wrath of centuries |
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In this portrait |
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I am reborn |
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Again Beneath these cobwebbed trees |
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All dancing lights has ceased |
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Wield your rapture where my soul lies dead |
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Caught in death's embrace... |
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Is this the sign of a permanent hell |
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A timeless prison cell |
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Where sharpened claws taste the essence of mine |
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Where I fall under burden of time |
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Linear streams go raging by |
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Leaving me alone to die |
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How can I expand my mind |
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When the dead caress my kind |
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Unleash the strenght of centuries |
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Call my holy name |
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Whence this flame towards thee came |
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So, set the world on fire |
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Burn it bright with dark desire |
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Wield your anger where my sword lies sharp |
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Raise me from this god forsaken earthborn pride |
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Release the wrath of centuries |
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In this portrait |
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I am reborn, again... |
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As autumn left its last rain drops |
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The snow fell back on the mountain tops |
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I went forth to ease my pain |
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Storming blood inside these veins |