[lyrics: Stanne]
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There is a silent man in a tower
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Mute in a blinded world
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Yet words dance on virgin lips
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Freezing the winds of blood
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Clad in layers of darkest velvet
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Drenched in the gloomy light of dawn
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...All Black
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And in his wait for the grand finale
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Standing atop of the stairs
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From dawn to dusk his heart's a blaze
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Uncovering words from an obsolete state of mind
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Sharpen them! Turn them into arrows!
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Descend into grief - Without a bow no arrows fly
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...Bitter Black
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Passing through the ebony archways
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Hand in hand with the wisdom of stars
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Wisdom dressed in blackest array
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There is no man in that tower
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Walking the shores in black
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Bitter frost now bite the walls of hope
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No traces in the sand...
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Through Ebony Archways
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| Dark Tranquillity |