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Clear sights through the depths |
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I ride Inside my mind the thoughts |
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I hide I ought to bear my existence |
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And burn to be... |
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The visions that was brought to me |
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Not different from my fantasy |
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Between two worlds |
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I am Quested not to be |
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I ride beyond the realms of the past |
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I see the sights of what won't last |
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From the blinding daylight |
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To the utter dark |
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The golden winter blows a breeze |
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Not different from my fantasies |
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Dark and light far in sight |
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Quested not to be |
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Too long I have dwelled in the shadows |
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Too long I have slept in the shades |
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Too long I have searched the desires |
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Release me so |
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I can awake |
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Stone cold in the soul |
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With nothing to return to |
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Between two worlds |
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Between two worlds |
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Clear sights through the depths |
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I ride Inside my mind the thoughts |
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I hide I ought to bear my existence |
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And burn to be... |
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The visions that was brought to me |
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Not different from my fantasies |
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Between two worlds |
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I am Quested not to be |
