| There’s no end, there’s no beginning to the old man’s story
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| Does he still remember me from lives gone by?
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| I see his spirit rising upon the black of time
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| I’ve got nowhere to hide
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| Will he keep a place for me?
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| He is the king of all kings
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| The keeper of light
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| He holds eternity’s wings
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| In his eyes, an ocean’s burning
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| Swollen sweat of tears
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| Troubled mind, the beating war drums in his ears
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| No-one ever hears his warning
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| Am I the one he calls?
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| When they tell me they’re afraid, some say I’ll be put away
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| He is the king of all kings
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| The keeper of light
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| He holds eternity’s wings
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| My blood will spill my blood
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| My blood will spill my blood
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| In the wisdom of the prophet’s never-ending tale
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| Open up the eyes within your mind, he says
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| Crowned in his ancient glory
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| There’s a king within us all
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| Some will say it’s all in vain, that he doesn’t have a name
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| He is the king of all kings
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| The keeper of light
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| He holds eternity’s wings |