| Come from the window darling
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| Beckoning me down the hallway to the stairs
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| With eyes like obdurate stone
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| But before you go
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| Take these golden memories
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| Ill close my eyes until you leave
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| (Ever so soft and exquisitely)
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| Exquisitely
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| (Your fingers grace the slope of my back)
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| You collapse
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| (Shimmering still night air)
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| We were meant to walk along this path
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| In perfect elegance you sit
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| Watching flames shoot skyward
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| The earth it shakes and its torn apart
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| Every night the stars glow brighter
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| As I let my body ascend skyward
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| Knowing everyday
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| Brings us closer to the end
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| Somehow still
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| In the morning when I look at you
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| Your waking eyes ease the pain
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| Our lips meet and every so soft and exquisitely
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| Dead vines creep the crumbled house
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| Where once evil had its place before
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| Rustling of leaves
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| The wind stirs
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| This chamber of power alive once again
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| Forgotten words spring to lips
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| As the footsteps tread the spiral stair case
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| Searching the depths we know
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| Forgotten demons
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| Antlers at the alter the stag will be offered as sacrifice
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| Golden colossus arise
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| Your servant is now you master
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| All is lost |