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He was born in a place |
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where the shadows |
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grow upon the grain |
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Not far from here |
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It was the time when dreams |
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were taken away |
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Oh, it flings him down to despair |
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And he can't cry for what it might have been like |
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He can't 'cos he has no more tears |
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Now he is standing in silence, |
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holding his breath |
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Before they know it the blood runs red |
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One |
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"For the pain" |
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Two |
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"For the shame" |
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Three and four |
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"Just in case" |
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No need for words |
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Eight will be a secret |
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Bad Sign |
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He can't take back all the things he has done |
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Redemption will remain |
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He has frozen his fate |
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and now it's far too late |
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to find the reason to go on |