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As the evining breaks |
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The night awakes |
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And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence |
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Sorrow last |
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And remains the past |
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cause this will be my ending day |
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Then the moonlight dies |
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And torches rise |
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See the crowd longing for the ritual burning |
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Holy rimes, as the churchbells chime |
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cause this will be my ending day |
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Silent thief |
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Take me away |
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Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales |
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And as the fire enlightens the dark |
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I see the face bewildered with guilt |
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An nobody's speaking a word |
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And the dark night enters |
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See the soul that's coming out of darkness into light |
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Pictures, I can't fight |
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Appearing in front of my eyes |
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Like silhouettes in the night |
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Like they give bread to the beggars |
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They get ready for the feast |
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Cruelty absorbed by their eyes |
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Within this midwinters breeze |
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Silent thief |
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Take me away |
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Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales |
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And as the fire enlightens the dark |
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I see the face bewildered with guilt |
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And nobody's speaking a word |
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And the dark night enters |
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And the dark night enters |
