| The child without a name grew up to be the hand
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| To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
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| The choice he’d made, he could not comprehend
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| His blood a grim secret, they had to command
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| He’s torn between his honor and the true love of his life
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| He prayed for both but was denied
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| So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
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| Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
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| So many years have passed, who are the noble and the wise?
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| Will all our sins be justified?
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| The curse of his powers tormented his life
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| Obeying the crown was a sinister price
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| His soul was tortured by love and by pain
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| He surely would flee but the oath made him stay
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| He’s torn between his honor and the true love of his life
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| He prayed for both but was denied
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| So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
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| Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
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| So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
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| Will all our sins be justified?
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| Please forgive me for the sorrow, for leaving you in fear
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| For the dreams we had to silence, that’s all they’ll ever be
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| Still I’ll be the hand that serves you
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| Though you’ll not see that it is me
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| So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
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| Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
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| So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
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| Will all our sins be justified? |