| That it was me
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| Who saw all of you
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| Four centuries under my cloak
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| Took care of souls
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| Of yours, before
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| Their last station finally comes
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| Oh, but I guess
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| Curtain here will even fall for him!
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| To the cemetery, last ride
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| Winding path ahead
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| The black mountain is by his side
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| Ancient pine awaits
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| Open wound skin
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| Mortal and deep
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| Gave cover inside to all of your griefs
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| My time is close…
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| Unbalanced the scales
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| Hatchets of time made a dent on me!
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| Oh, but I guess
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| Curtain here will even fall for him!
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| To the cemetery, last ride
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| Winding path ahead
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| The black mountain is by his side
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| Ancient pine awaits
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| To the cemetery, last ride
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| Winding path ahead
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| The black mountain is by his side
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| Raining tears, souls cry for the Ancient Pine |