| Set me aflame and cast me free
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| Away, you wretched world of tethers
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| Through the endless night and day
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| I have never wanted more
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| Always thought that I would stand
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| Before the faceless name of justice
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| Like some law unto myself
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| Like a child of God again
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| And if rain brings winds of change
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| Let it rain on us forever
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| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
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| That I have never wanted more
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| With this line I’ll mark the past
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| As a symbol of beginning
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| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
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| I have never wanted more
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| In this picture stands a man
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| Far away, alone and distant
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| Like a solitary field
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| In some nameless foreign land
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| All around him points of light
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| Start to dim and cease transmitting
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| Shadows fell on futile games
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| And then there was nothing more
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| Through the screams of falling steel
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| By the light of flares and wisdom
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| All the doubts I could not face
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| All this time I wanted more
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| With a line I mark the past
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| As a symbol of beginning
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| To the Gods whose names we’ve lost
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| And the names who gave in vain
|
| And if rain brings winds of change
|
| Let it rain on us forever
|
| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
|
| I have never wanted more
|
| With this line I’ll mark the past
|
| As a symbol of beginning
|
| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
|
| I have never wanted more
|
| Set me aflame and cast me free
|
| Away, you wretched world of tethers
|
| Through the endless night and day
|
| I have never wanted more
|
| Always thought that I would stand
|
| Before the faceless name of justice
|
| Like some law unto myself
|
| Like a child of God again
|
| And if rain brings winds of change
|
| Let it rain on us forever
|
| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
|
| I have never wanted more
|
| With this line I’ll mark the past
|
| As a symbol of beginning
|
| I have no doubt from what I’ve seen
|
| I have never wanted more
|
| Sever the line to the guilty past
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| To the ones who brought us nothing
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| Spoke of futures brave and proud
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| And brought only hate and war
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| Line the roads with hollow praise
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| Mark the land with paper statues
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| Shadows fell on their futile ways
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| And then there was nothing more |