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Set me aflame and cast me free. |
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Away, you wretched world of tethers. |
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Through the endless night and day |
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I have never wanted more. |
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Always thought that |
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I would stand before the faceless name of justice. |
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Like some law unto myself, like a child of |
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God again. |
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And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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With this line |
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I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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In this picture stands a man, far away, alone and distant. |
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Like a solitary field in some nameless foreign land. |
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All around the points of light start to dim and cease transmitting. |
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Shadows fell on futile games and then there was nothing more. |
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Through the screams of falling steel. |
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By the light of flares and wisdom. |
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All the doubts |
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I could not face. |
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All this time |
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I wanted more. |
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With a line |
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I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning. |
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To the gods whose names we've lost and the names who gave in vain. |
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And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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With this line |
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I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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Set me aflame and cast me free. |
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Away, you wretched world of tethers. |
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Through the endless night and day |
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I have never wanted more. |
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Always thought that |
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I would stand before the faceless name of justice. |
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Like some law unto myself, like a child of |
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God again. |
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And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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With this line |
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I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning. |
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I have no doubt from what |
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I've seen that |
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I have never wanted more. |
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Sever the line to the guilty past, to the ones who brought us nothing |
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Spoke of futures brave and proud and brought only hate and war. |
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Lined the roads with hollow praise. |
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Marked the land with paper statues. |
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Shadows fell on their futile ways and then there was nothing more. |