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Stub towers in the distance riders the blasted moor |
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Against the horizon |
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Fickle promises of treaty fatal harbingers of war futile horisons |
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Swirl as one in this flight |
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This mad chase this surge across the marshy mud landscape |
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Until the meaning is forgotten |
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Hood masks the eager face |
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Skin stretched and sallow |
| [04:17.10] |
Headlong into the chilling night as swift as any arrow |
| [04:25.71] |
Feet against the flagstones fingers scrabbling at the lock |
| [04:32.67] |
Craving protection |
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Sanctuary croaks a voice half strangled by the shock |
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Of its rejection |
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Shot the bolt in the wall |
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Rusted the key now the echoes of all frightfull memory |
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Intrude in the silence |
| [05:10.41] |
What a crawl against the slope dark loom the gallows |
| [05:18.60] |
One touch to the chapel door how swiftly comes the arrow |
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Compassion you plead as though they kept it in a box |
| [06:16.29] |
That's long since been empty |
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I'd like to help you somehow but I'm in the self same spot |
| [06:27.78] |
My condition exempts me |
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We are all on the run |
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On our knees the sundial draws a line upon eternity |
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Across every number |
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How long the time seems |
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How dark the shadow |
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How straight the eagle flies how straight towards his arrow |
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How long the night is why is this passage so narrow |
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How strange my body feels impaled upon the arrow |
