Under the moon I'm a warrior
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Seeking the shades of the night
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Crossing the land like a hero
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Marching with pain and delight
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Nothing to gain but the scars inside
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Cold is the mask and I'm sore from crying
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I'm running blind in my shoes
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I need places to go, I need things to feel
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So I can find it myself something real to believe
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I am ready to receive and I'm dark from the dying
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After the storm silent water
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Spirits must heal in the sun
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But I am restless and aching with sorrow
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Pushed without nowhere to run
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Blind in my shoes
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I need places to go, I need things to feel
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So I can find it myself something real to believe
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I am ready to receive and I'm dark from the dying
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I follow a trail between love and lies
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Bring me changes and I'll sacrifice
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Finding myself
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I need places to go, I need things to see
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Blind in my shoes
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As I'm longing to see what is meant to be
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Finding myself...
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I've got places to go...I've got things to see
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And I'm dark from the dying
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Sore from the crying
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Dark From The Dying
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| Masterplan |
