| Bleak, the sky is pale or is it the water
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| Vapor conceals the ends and the beginnings
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| Adrift between awake and asleep, the stillness entwines a wavering mind
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| Awake, the trail forms through transparent walls
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| To make way for stars to walk the surface
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| The silence enshrouded in a halo of light, to wake the sleeper
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| Wake up son, the storm is over
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| Don’t let yourself slumber in the arms of the frail
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| It’s time to remember why you are here
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| With fire to open the eyes of the hunter
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| The flow of time will not stay and wait for you
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| Rise before you crumble under the weight of oceans
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| A convergence of the lost light
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| To spark the flame that drowned in the storm
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| Who are you to abandon faith, you made the promise to conquer the ocean
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| A fall into oblivion, leaving the reborn to the black sea
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| Light climbing down, embodying the hunter
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| With fire to open up the eyes of the weary
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| He came with the call of the lost legion
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| With voices of the ancient ones, asking for remembrance |