| Hard to believe in, strikes like a bad sin
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| Life without meaning is no life at all
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| Dreaming victorious, death to be glorious
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| Conquering new worlds further than before
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| The violin player in her red gown
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| Cuts the strings to life while golden
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| Feathered keys are struggling
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| Through the lightning path in black and white
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| Frozen tiger statues 'round us
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| Arbeit macht frei never back
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| Your eyes without a face chasing the medals in disguise
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| Come show me the love that fills your heart
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| You’ll see this moment will redeem the past
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| And shine tomorrow railroads with your light
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| Facing the darkness, escaping that madness
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| I traveled a long way to find out what is near
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| Rings of fire, monastery
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| Laurel wreath, the bells of glory
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| Eagle rising, camels fading
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| Ancient martial arts, we are floating
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| Spiral keeps on 'round and 'round
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| Deep into the swamp we are boating
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| Latin veritas and Ichiban sharing the sky
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| Come show me the love that fills your heart
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| You’ll see this moment will redeem the past
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| And shine tomorrow railroads with your light
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| Come show me the love that fills your heart
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| You’ll see this moment will redeem the past
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| And shine tomorrow railroads with your light |