| They walked this withered wasteland
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| The taste of ash in every breath
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| A violent past forsaken
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| The creeds did breed contempt
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| Seeking grace and beauty in the wreckage
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| Pure wisdom hides away in the decay
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| The shadowed truth foretold the message
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| The darkest heart can lead the right way
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| Here in ruins life still grows
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| Here in ruins, a blooming rose
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| Here in ruins love remains
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| We will rise again
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| Don’t blame the stars
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| The moment is ours
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| All monuments now remnants
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| The grandiose reduced to dust
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| Those sacred names abolished
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| This future we must trust
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| It is our duty to replenish
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| Envisage life eclipsing death and fate
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| From sallow youth to the decrepit
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| The tarnished start to reason faith
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| Don’t blame the stars
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| The moment is ours
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| Here in ruins life still grows
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| Here in ruins, a blooming rose
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| Here in ruins love remains
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| We will rise again
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| Hope is here, so near
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| Hope is here, a new life
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| Hope is here, so near
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| Hope is here, a new life
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| Don’t blame the stars
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| So don’t let your downfall be destiny
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| The moment is ours
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| I walk this withered wasteland
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| A sense of purpose in each step
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| Wherever this path takes us
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| We’ll tread with pure intent |