| Wretched is the empire inside out, wretched the people within*
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| Soulless searching, sky’s fading, hope’s gone into hiding
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| No one wants to see what’s to come
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| The rising chaos even now on every single one
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| This is the final curtain call
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| Final chance to rise, to stand to forge an iron heart
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| No, for my will never changes
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| In this life, I won’t die, I won’t dear to walk through night
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| Face all and everything trying to weaken me
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| I’m conscience bound, to stand my ground, shout it out
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| Fear never within. |
| No never within
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| Trees wither, green turns gray, darkness only left to hoard
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| Bravery lost, weak mind guides hands too weak to even grab a shield or sword
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| Once called men, these wrecks deserve no word to be wasted on
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| Sad I feel, riding through the plains, even stars lose their shine one by one
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| Right!
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| I do want to see what’s to come
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| I’m not afraid to see the chaos in every single one
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| No, for my will never changes
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| In this life, I won’t die, I won’t fear to walk through night
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| Face all and everything trying to weaken me
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| I’m conscience bound, to stand my ground, shout it out
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| Fear never within
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| No, no, no, no, no fear! |