| Sometimes you have to hear the voice inside of you
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| And let it tell you the better thing to do
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| Somehow it leads me to sail to the west
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| To reach myself and start my own quest
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| No one else has seen a thing like this before
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| I couldn’t believe my eyes when i grappled in the shore
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| Shinning light as gold, holy poseidon’s home
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| Immortal keepers, the gods made of stone.
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| Sacred city of golden gates
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| Empitness seems unreal
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| Sacred city of golden gates
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| Where the time stands still
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| Rings of crystal waterflowing to the sea
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| Growing trees of life for those who meant to be
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| Men and animals has melt to work together
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| A close relationship that will remain forever
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| I have crossed many seas in my life, now i know
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| And i have sailed many tides through the time,
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| As my doubts starts to grow
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| Heavy stones are aligned by mystic stars
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| Not many miles away from home
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| People are dancing and singing
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| To praise the wise helping friends
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| They come from the sky above
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| In our land they still stand |