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When they turn the pages of history |
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When these days have passed long ago |
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Will they read of us with sadness |
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For the seeds that we let grow |
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We turned our gaze |
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From the castles in the distance |
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Eyes cast down |
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On the path of least resistance |
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Cities full of hatred |
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Fear and lies |
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Withered hearts |
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And cruel, tormented eyes |
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Scheming demons |
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Dressed in kingly guise |
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Beating down the multitude |
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And scoffing at the wise |
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The hypocrites are slandering |
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The sacred halls of truth |
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Ancient nobles showering |
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Their bitterness on youth |
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Can't we find |
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The minds that made us strong |
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Can't we learn |
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To feel what's right and wrong |
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Cities full of hatred |
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Fear and lies |
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Withered hearts |
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And cruel, tormented eyes |
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Scheming demons |
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Dressed in kingly guise |
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Beating down the multitude |
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And scoffing at the wise |
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Can't we raise our eyes |
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And make a start |
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Can't we find the minds |
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To lead us closer to the heart |