| «So you think a man can cheat death and outwit doom???»
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| «I say a cunning man can cheat death for a long time???»
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| He spoke to the curse and nothing more, to set our fate
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| Cursed to leave, cursed to light, cursed to die
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| In what words might death call?
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| Repeat them thrice, that is all
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| The hooded stranger said those words
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| All around us no one heard
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| He spoke the curse and nothing more
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| To set our fate to the Bleak Shore
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| In a voice only spoken to us
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| We must rise and leave at once
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| To that place where death hunts
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| A thousand miles have come and gone
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| And all around life wanes on
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| Sailing west to the ocean’s song
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| A thousand more will come to pass
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| But our deaths come at last…
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| Despite the doom that holds us fast?
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| Thirty days then cliffs appear
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| The blackened sands are drawing near
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| The Bleak Shore and unknown fear
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| «So you think a man can cheat death and outwit doom???»
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| «I say a cunning man can cheat death for a long time???»
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| He spoke to the curse and nothing more, to set our fate
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| Cursed to leave, cursed to light, cursed to die
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| Bleak Shore… Bleak Shore… Bleak Shore…
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| In what way might death chance?
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| Spoken three times, held in trance
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| Black dead eyes transfixed in space
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| The bloodless lips part the pale face
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| He spoke the curse and nothing more
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| We sail to death to the Bleak Shore
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| In a voice only spoken to us
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| We must rise and leave at once
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| To that place where death hunts
|
| A thousand miles have come and gone
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| And all around life wanes on
|
| Sailing west to the ocean’s song
|
| A thousand more will come to pass
|
| But our deaths come at last…
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| Despite the doom that holds us fast?
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| Thirty days then cliffs appear
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| The blackened sands, unknown fear
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| The Bleak Shore is why we’re here |