| Rising into the air becoming one with the luminous sky
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| Discovering worlds that lie beyond
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| Escaping the cage created by mundane minds
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| The tiresome repetition of a dying star
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| The strength must come from inside
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| The furious spirit of the burning heart
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| May it burn forever on
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| Giving shades of color to a faded grey world
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| Diseased is the heart of the spirit that forever withers
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| Rise to take control, build a kingdom of lavish vigor
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| Life is for the living, forge a light that will never darken
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| The mind is an arrow, it’s the sharpest tool in the quiver
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| Release the sensation with a force that will never weaken
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| The binds of the sheepish are the shackles of an utter failure
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| To quell the temptation of the wolves that are on the prowl
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| Is to delete dedication, the shades of vega fading into the night
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| Life is for the living, forge a light that will never darken
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| The mind is an arrow, it’s the sharpest tool in the quiver
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| Time is dying a horrible death
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| We must create the world that we want to see before the lights go dim inside
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| There is no turning back
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| It’s time to bare the torch of the sacred fire that burns within our souls
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| The fear of death slipping through my hands causes me to clench my fists and
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| hold to this closer than ever before
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| Clench my fists, bare the torch |