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I sat above them all and watched for days. |
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I felt as though my own kind were all that mattered and kept me sane. |
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I gathered them to me, watched their hunted pass away, as if direction had finally come. |
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A resurrection for all our selves. |
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I have never felt so proud as |
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I do now. |
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It's like the |
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Sun is placed behind me, feelings that matter never end. |
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One day we'll see our names in stone where fires burn. |
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The great who silent stood among you, never praised nor never known. |
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Our thoughts defined the passing days. |
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Sensed the spirit, seized the age. |
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After all these years to dream again. |
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Like smiling children with faces raised. |
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Cheering their path. |
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Tomorrow's glory days. ...and we who were so scorned, will always wish to make their end. |
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Our words to still their voice. |
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Our hands to break their worthless necks. |
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One day we'll see our names in stone where fires burn. |
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The great who silent stood among you, never praised nor never known. |
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Our thoughts defined the passing days. |
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Sensed the spirit, seized the age. |
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After all these years to dream again. |
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Like smiling children with faces raised. |
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Cheering their path. |
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Tomorrow's glory days. ...and we who were so scorned, will always wish to make their end. |
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Our words to still their voice. |
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Our hands to break their worthless necks. |
