| Terrified of all my thoughts, jackal eyes in crushing dark
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| Phantoms ride the howling wind trying to snuff the fire out
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| Burn the witching hour with me, sing of timeless suffering
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| To keep the sky from closing in, to keep the hills from swallowing
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| Rouse the dreamer from her sleep to walk the lonely dunes with me
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| Sand to count until we die, stars to map a nameless sea
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| When you first came I dreamed of snow, though I’d never seen it before
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| A clear bell sounded in my soul, an echoing of what we were
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| With war a long lost memory, a past sunk deep in distant grief
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| War a future far removed, snowfall on the jagged peaks
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| War is riding on the wind, war will soon be swallowing
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| War will snuff the fire out, wed us to the earth again
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| God, demon, or only a man?
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| Try, fail to kill me again
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| Bled, eaten, reborn of the sand
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| Try, fail to kill me again
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| Hell, Eden, awake at time’s end
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| Try, fail to kill me again
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| Crawl, scrape, blister and beg
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| Try, fail to kill me again
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| Burn out the heart!
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| From ash grows life
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| Bring down the stars!
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| The seed survives
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| Drown her in sand!
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| The sand provides
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| Rip off her wings!
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| The swallow’s flight |