| Putting on your silver suit
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| Black leather boots to
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| Set off in pursuit of truth
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| Anew
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| An emerging butterfly
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| A star-filled sky
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| Awake an inner silent child
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| So wild
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| Now the sun is rising
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| Our path leads over the horizon
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| Time to go
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| If you catch a glimpse
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| No
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| Never question it
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| In the haunted light of dawn
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| The day is born to
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| Hear the dormant long lost song
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| Live on
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| Time to paint your ghostly face
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| To draw the blade and
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| Reignite the sacred flame
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| Proclaim
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| Now the sun is rising
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| Our path leads over the horizon
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| Time to go
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| If you catch a glimpse
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| No
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| Never question it
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| Now the sun is rising
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| Our path leads over the horizon
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| Time to go
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| If you catch a glimpse
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| No
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| Never question it
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| So if you catch a glimpse
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| Go |