| You told me the sun would always rise
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| And if it shouldn’t shine have faith
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| 'cause one day that great burning star’s light
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| One once again dance across my face
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| I heard the roar of the parting seas
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| And the mourning of a blackened sun
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| I saw the last flower wither away
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| When our flesh turned to stone
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| I felt the frigid blood in my veins grow still
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| Like winter’s paralyzed streams
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| As the soil beneath our feet gave way
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| To iron and asphalt dreams
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| When nighttime stars flicker with grief and despair
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| And dusk threatens senses too dazed to stay clear
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| Their heavens will beckon
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| And angels will whisper my name
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| Wings of scarlet hue, their truth soaked in blood
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| On wounded knees I’ve crawled
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| Through the nameless streets of this world I love
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| My heart is heavy with burden
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| I’m feeling empty inside
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| So fill me up and give me a taste of life
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| Give me a place to hide, mother
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| Offer me your caress and let it last forever
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| Let me cry in your arms
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| Let me die in your embrace
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| My hands have held your paradise
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| Your heavens blazed
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| From upon the highest hills
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| My lonely and wanting eyes did gaze
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| For I was in love with life and this world
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| But they tried to take that from me
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| If this is the reward of the harvest
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| Then I gladly give you my share |