| All withers, as well as soul!
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| But with decline will come a pain!
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| They are put the next brick in the wall!
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| Arise with new beam of revived sun!
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| Renounce the sufferings!
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| On a way through a storm, behind the seas,
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| You’ll find a rest in fight! |
| Your lives are classified!
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| Nothing! |
| That’s nothing had forgotten in your hearts!
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| No forces to be filled!
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| But Gods have forgotten! |
| This sonata to immortals!
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| By Cutting off decaying mask from the callous face,
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| You gave the light and hope in weaker hearts!
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| Forgive! |
| I’ve tried to control your way!
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| Forgive! |
| It just your own hell! |
| Only your own hell!
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| But Gods have forgotten! |
| This sonata to immortals!
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| Darkness consumed you!
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| It’s ever no more stop!
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| So you’ve found salvation
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| In icon of war!
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| You are always falling down and rise again!
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| We always fall! |
| But rise again! |