| Along the fragile edge of darkness
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| Down to chaos seething below
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| Rise in the grace of moonlight
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| The stranger came in the night
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| I’ve been waiting for so long now…
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| Hungry as the sea
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| Turbulent as the storm
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| Deepest eyes of mystery shine
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| A guiding light sent for me
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| I’ve been a trader of so much pain
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| Now a harvester of life
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| All are born as barren souls
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| To a life free of all sins
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| A place where evil awaits for those
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| The labyrinth of years must go
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| Time has come to cleanse the soul
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| Our home far behind the sun
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| A place to plant the eternal seed
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| As fragile as roses you’ll grow
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| I’ve been lower than so called Hell
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| Been used, and I’ve been scorned
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| I used to count myself as one
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| Into million stars I’ve become
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| I’ve been a trader of so much pain
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| Now a harvester of life
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| Time has come to cleanse the soul
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| Our home far behind the sun
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| A place to plant the eternal seed
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| So fragile…
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| Time has come to cleanse the soul
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| Our home far behind the sun
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| A place to plant the eternal seed
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| As fragile as roses you’ll grow
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| Your shhip can never sail
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| Without a proper wind in its sails
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| This wind you now will feel
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| Coming strong
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| And it will never leave you
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| Abandoned ashore
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| As long as my name remains
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| There will always be a safe port of call
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| There will always be a safe port of call
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| All are born as barren souls
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| To a life free of all sins
|
| A place where evil awaits for those
|
| The labyrinth of years must go
|
| Time has come to cleanse the soul
|
| Our home far behind the sun
|
| A place to plant the eternal seed
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| So fragile…
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| Time has come to cleanse the soul
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| Our home far behind the sun
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| A place to plant the eternal seed
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| As fragile as roses you’ll grow
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| You’ll grow…
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| I’ve been a trader of so much pain
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| I’ve been waiting for so long now
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| I’ve been a trader of so much pain
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| Now a harvester of life |