[Music: Aydan, Jarpen / Lyrics: Aydan]
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[DAWN: Fragments of star]
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It's simply too hard
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To blow out all these fragments of star
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The dawn never shines
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I'm condemned to this eternal night
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Fly away, far away
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Oh, whence I could feel you whole
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There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
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A spark of endless dreams
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There's a light in your eyes while you're
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holding me tight it enriches my life, it
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holds me spellbound
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It crawls all inside
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It's the wish to back down and hide
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Like the calm sea
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It's the haven of forces within
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Fly away, far away
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Oh, up this path I rode
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I was searching for a reason
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I lost the thread of tale
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Fly away, far away
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Oh, whence I could feel you whole
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There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
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A spark of endless dreams
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There's a light in your eyes while you're
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holding me tight
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It enriches my life, holds me spellbound
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[DAY: Autumn runes]
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On the scars of old runes, thousands of
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forgotten memories and hopes
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Are carved in stone, symbols of my childhood
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gone, on the wind floats a dream
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and hundreds of my broken promises
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and oaths
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Taken by the stream, artefacts of what I
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was
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Read the signs on the trees,
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written by golden leaves
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Winds are howling their serenades,
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Ancient chants singing all the good aims
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I betrayed
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Another night has passed, and with it all
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the fears and dreads are gone,
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And the shadows have faded
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Clouds are leaving the sky, the horizon
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point out new ways to be found,
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There is always a trail to follow, and it will
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take you home
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Follow all the scents
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before light passes away
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Long before the shadows fall
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As covering miles in the distance
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you will see
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What you searched,
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you will catch sight of your dreams
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Dwelling forevermore, wander aimlessly
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It's the fatal falling, on the path we
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choose
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We're searching for answers
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that never appear
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We're searching for lands beyond
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all limits, we're falling!
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Millions of emotions (have) passed
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through my heart since I'm on this Earth
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But the ones that remain are the ones
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we're living for
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[Repeat Bridge & Chorus]
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[Solos: Aydan, Jarpen, both]
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[TWILIGHT: The chant of the first snow]
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It's the sweetest Night of all
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It's a moment that lengthens
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to eternity and more
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While the flakes soundless will fall
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I hear the sound of laugther
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coming from so high above
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And the promise once made
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now it's broken
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The curtain slowly falls
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On the angel that kissed me
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It's the Night of cruel remorse
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It remains only a distant memory
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of things undone
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A return to innocence
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A travel back in time when everything
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seems clear and pure
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And the promise once made
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now it's broken
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The curtain slowly falls
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On the angel that kissed me
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[DEEP NIGHT: The Dreamcurse]
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Cursed, cursed
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That lone and threadlike figure
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So shapelessly unbounded
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Will haunt that empty jar
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That is me
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Cursed, cursed
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I'm deep into transparency
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A dreamy spiral staircase
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A voice, a whisper echo in the gloom
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Cursed (cursed), cursed (cursed)
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I sharpen all my sleeping senses
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Encircle my own wish
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I'll never die!
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Cursed, cursed
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A gloomy sense of sadness
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Impaled my arid heart
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To the sceptre of melancholy
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Cursed (cursed), cursed (cursed)
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On the stroke of my halfhour
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The token has been shown
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Eternal wearing the Red Death masque!
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Thousand ways of living
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In the end (I) got my reward
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I don't feel alone no more
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Fly away, far away
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Oh, up this path I rode
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I was searching for a reason
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I lost the thread of tale
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Fly away, far away
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Oh, whence I could feel you whole
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There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
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A spark of endless dreams
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There's a light in your eyes
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while you're holding me tight
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It enriches my life, holds me spellbound
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...and finally is day again...
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On the scars of old runes, thousands of
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forgotten memories and hopes
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Are carved in stone,
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symbols of my childhood gone,
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on the wind floats a dream and hundreds
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of my broken promises and oaths
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Taken by the stream,
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artefacts of what I was
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Read the signs on the trees,
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written by golden leaves
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| Winds are howli |
