| There is a secret hidden trail
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| The only hope to hide away
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| For thousand times you’ve been astray
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| Too scared to ever try…
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| So many times been walloped down
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| Biting the dust, face in the ground
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| Heard mocking laughter of the Death
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| Or seen their blood stained all around
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| When you hear the freedom call
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| All the tides just binding you more
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| Another batch of hollow pain
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| Remember of the hidden trail
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| Grab all the guts, oh, to reluct
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| Get on the way just if you dare
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| When you hear the freedom call
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| All the tides just binding you more
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| Save the time, quit the wail
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| Break the bounds and find the trail
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| No-one will see you pale, ooh
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| When you hear the freedom call
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| All the tides just binding you more |