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Sail to the stars on your shining desires |
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Reasons there are none |
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Try the whisky made of grain |
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When all is said and done |
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It all amounts to just the same |
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There in your starry eyes lie hopes that have |
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been betrayed |
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The cause of your desire |
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Can also lead to your demise |
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When all is said and done |
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It will be you who pays the price |
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As countless fools are often loathe to testify |
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Its an illusion of life |
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The whole cause of our demise |
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Sail to the stars on your shining desires |
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Lucretia waits in vain |
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For the child of her dreams |
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Within her aching womb |
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There burns a funeral pyre |
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There in your starry eyes lie hopes that have |
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been betrayed |
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The prize that you claim |
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Can never be yours to take |
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Like castles in Spain |
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Hope is all that will remain |
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Abstain from the fools paradise |
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It's an illusion of life |
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The whole cause of our desires |
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Fools are often loathe to testify |
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It's an illusion of life |
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The whole cause of our demise |
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Contemplate the world |
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And its traitors to the soul |
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The forces of derision |
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And its legions manifold |
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Usurpers of the crown |
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All pretenders to the throne |
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Your world has lived in chains |
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All in one, one in all (x9) |
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Fools are often loathe to testify |
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It's an illusion of life |
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The whole cause of our demise |
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It's an illusion of life (x4) |
