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Mystic ways, every hour and day. |
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The moon is shining. |
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I'll be on the way, I can't keep on crying. |
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See the wolves are hungry, hungry waiting in the fields, |
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For a fallen man, for the weakest man. |
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Growing cancer will hurt when I breathe. |
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My chest is burning. |
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One last drag again and again, I can't keep on hiding. |
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See the wolves are hungry, hungry, waiting for a feast. |
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For a fallen man, for the weakest man. |
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I can see it in your eyes, a light will shine for me. |
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Keep on holding on to the skies when every day is raging in my life. |
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I hold the light to see, my darkest hour. |
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Keep on holding on to see, to see my little breakdown. |
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Let the night please take me away to a place of silence. |
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It's the end of my way, there is no more hiding. |
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See the wolves were hungry, hungry waiting in the fields, for a fallen man, the unforgotten man. |
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And through the open wide I see a sign of you. |
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Fading the lonely lights that I am going trough. |
