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The boat lays destroyed on the rocks, |
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There is no sign of my bride |
| [00:54.30] |
The sea now it's peaceful and quiet |
| [00:59.62] |
Am I alone on this island? |
| [01:02.37] |
Am I alone in this hell? |
| [01:05.06] |
|
| [01:05.56] |
As foaming waters are chanting their songs, |
| [01:10.38] |
Sands are the clothes that I wear |
| [01:16.00] |
As waves caress my empire made of wood, |
| [01:21.93] |
Salt is the crown on my head |
| [01:26.69] |
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| [01:27.24] |
Emperor among these wastelands, |
| [01:29.50] |
The clouds are my roof, |
| [01:32.00] |
Time is frozen at my desert court |
| [01:37.75] |
Stones are slowly becoming the throne of a god, |
| [01:42.75] |
On dead leaves I walk like a king |
| [01:47.69] |
|
| [01:48.50] |
I am the castaway |
| [01:55.38] |
|
| [02:07.55] |
These shores are now my kingdom |
| [02:10.55] |
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| [02:10.80] |
As foaming waters are chanting their songs, |
| [02:15.42] |
Sands are the clothes that I wear |
| [02:20.74] |
As waves caress my empire made of wood, |
| [02:26.13] |
Salt is the crown on my head |
| [02:33.31] |
|
| [02:53.81] |
Here, lost in sorrow, |
| [02:58.07] |
I start questioning 'bout myself |
| [03:03.81] |
Am I still the same man |
| [03:08.82] |
When morality looses all it's chains? |
| [03:15.50] |
|
| [03:15.88] |
Isn't ethics just a cape that we wear |
| [03:20.26] |
To hide the beast that we are? |
| [03:25.57] |
Loneliness is like a mirror to us, |
| [03:31.01] |
It reveals nature of all mankind |
| [03:38.07] |
|
| [03:58.07] |
I cannot remember my real name, |
| [04:00.44] |
The past fades away, |
| [04:03.07] |
And sometimes I stare at the far skyline |
| [04:09.07] |
Of water and fire, but I don't know why |
| [04:13.61] |
It's too late, I've found the real me |
| [04:18.54] |
|
| [04:22.35] |
The castaway |
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