| Deep in the storm, the fire is born or so this apprentice was told
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| Bright like an eye, a tiger’s sweet lie
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| It’s burning inside, while revealing my mind:
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| I want a war and silence no more
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| All my patience is finally at end
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| I walk the line, I pray to my kind
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| I’m sensing they’re waiting me there
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| The fog and the rain, shrouding the plain
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| I know there is not far to go
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| Go and find a soul that can reach to my own
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| See the spark igniting us all
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| Make a fire of the storm
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| I am all but ready to die for your cause
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| Kill the liar, see his fall and this all shall be yours
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| Make a fire of the storm
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| And the tribe is ready to die…
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| …for your cause!
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| All through the day I hide in this maze
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| My thoughts slowly twisting my mind
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| Why all the pain? |
| Why they died in vain?
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| There’s something I feel there’s betrayal again
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| I want a war and silence no more
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| All my patience is finally at end
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| Take my advise and learn from the wise
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| There’s no truth only legends and lies
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| So listen to me we’re not what we seem
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| The prophets have lied all along
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| There is no cure the pain will endure
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| There is only one reason to live:
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| Go and find a soul
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| That can reach to your own
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| See the spark igniting us all |