I've sworn a bow so sacred
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An ancient whispering so honoured
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The fall from grace of God
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Bleeding for a decade in respect
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The fall from grace of God
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Low in spirit - old in thought, so tired
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Evolution spinning psychotic backwards
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A road to madness walked by generations
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As the waves roll with the tide
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In your innerself you will hide
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As the waves roll with the tide
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In your innerself you will hide
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Our heritage - a sour ground
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Paper on table and pencil in hand
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An almost forgotten land
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Covered with ashes and sand
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There has to be a better place
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Than travelling a path of a dying race
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The pullotion has taken control
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Leaving me in a coma of souls
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Say goodbye, we all know why
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Air and sun we took for granted
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I'll make a bow for all we wanted
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As the waves roll with the tide
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In your innerself you will hide
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As the waves roll with the tide
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In your innerself you will hide
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Judgement Day
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| Memory Garden |
