I'll tell you, sit with me
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Shut up, you will understand yourself
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How words fly under the moon
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And darkness covers the line
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Run away, hide in this darkness
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Well, there - even sing, even shout
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Reign over the weary earth
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Black genius of frozen darkness
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There will be a free place in captivity
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There will be a place for a knife in the chest
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After all, one - he is not a warrior in the field!
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Only a warrior is always ahead
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It means something happened
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Here it is, a verse worth living in life
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And listening, someone will say
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Everything seems to be quiet
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There will be a free place in captivity
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There will be a place for a knife in the chest
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After all, one - he is not a warrior in the field!
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Only a warrior is always ahead
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Let's sit until dawn
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We just need to understand ourselves
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Do you hear how in the last delight
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Strings are torn, sipping dew
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There will be a free place in captivity
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There will be a place for a knife in the chest
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After all, one - he is not a warrior in the field!
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Only a warrior is always ahead |