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I will rest here |
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And I might not awake |
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Was there ever a place for one to lie |
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It must be here |
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An ocean green |
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My hands on stone |
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Scarred and battled |
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Shreds of banner cloth |
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Dance recklessly in a desolate breeze |
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Clinging to their weathered rods |
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Perched on lonely towers |
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Praying for faith under darkening clouds |
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Songs of chaos burning holes in the sky |
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Praying for faith under darkening clouds |
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They marched on lonely towers |
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Their screams live on |
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As wraiths in the wind |
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And only when time ends |
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Their voices may be stilled |
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Dire winds |
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Break the leaves |
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Failing suns |
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Beyond the mist |
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Who are you? |
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A promise from the spirits of life |
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Darkness has ceased |
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To flood my mind |
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I will wait until the dawn |
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I will wait until the dawn to die |
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My body is weak |
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But my will takes flight |
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I will wait until the dawn |
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I will wait until the dawn to die |
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And as you speak |
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My fear subsides |
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I will wait until the dawn |
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I will wait until the dawn arrives |
