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Ascending from a memory |
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While wasting our remains |
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So forceful, yet so graceful |
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With strength within our vains |
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Deciples of the old way |
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Returning with the tide |
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From a time, once dignified |
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Listen to the words of wisdom |
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As we speak those ancient rhymes |
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To preserve this faith within |
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Which reflects what we once knew |
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An image breaks the silence |
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A vision speaks within |
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We move in syncopation |
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With eagerness and a grin |
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We are the perfect picture |
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With profiles carved in stone |
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Through your faith we have grown |
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Listen to the words of wisdom |
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As we speak those ancient rhymes |
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To preserve this faith within |
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Which reflects what we once knew |
