| Falling through the cracks within my mind
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| I hold the answer inside
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| Not all that I could be but this is my declaration
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| I know the path that’s ahead
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| My influence will be widespread
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| I’ll live in infamy
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| Your future is my detainee
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| Crossing the seas, the tides splash upon our bow
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| We emerge upon their shores. |
| Our defeat we’ll not allow
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| Wounded by the archers' airstrike, we sail towards the storm
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| Leaving fallen ones behind to be washed upon the shore
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| Stricken by the loss of battle, redemption soon will soar
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| Seeking freedom and salvation, winds guide us back for more
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| The pain I did define
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| The plan was indeed malign
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| I stand here and draw my line
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| The final goal is all combined
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| No matter what you’re not alone
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| I promise that they’ll all be shown
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| When we set foot upon their land
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| That they will disband, off-hand, and if I only understand
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| Crossing the seas, the tides splash upon our bow
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| We emerge upon their shores, our defeat we’ll not allow
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| This is our declaration
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| Approach with fire in hand
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| Squeeze the life from all in sight
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| My goal is their plight
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| We crash upon their fields
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| We’re fast on their heels
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| Our midnight gods will revel in their folly
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| But their cries for love
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| Will be burnt from above
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| Magic will shine off our knives, for the rest of our lives |