| And in the end, when all the dreams are dreamt
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| All your desires have long dissolved
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| A feeling free, surreal serenity
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| A desperate search for truth resolved
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| All hope dispelled, forgotten dreams unquelled
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| The frailest link within the chain
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| Once brisk with life, too fragile to survive
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| A barren world devoid of pain
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| But the memory remains
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| Starlight breaks, the sleeper is awake
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| You understand your timeless quest
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| A dormant waste, a cold, forsaken place
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| Their bodies numb, their minds suppressed
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| You’ve felt the screams, you have dreamt the dreams
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| But most of all, you’ve lived the pain
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| They will revive, you will make them thrive
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| Your hopeless life’s not lived in vain
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| For the memory remains
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| Can you feel them cry inside,
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| Can you feel them die inside,
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| You can still the screams in you,
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| You can make their dreams come true
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| Remember forever… |