City resting on a hill
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Can your walls repel the tide of change
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Under Pantocrator's rule
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Did your golden domes reveal
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The frailty of the consequence
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The conqueror was real
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Where the Emperor once reigned
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Only shadows of the glories remain
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No one sings your plaintive song
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Of the Kontakion strain
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Echoing through heaven's gate
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Too lovely to sustain
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We're looking back to see your frescoed walls
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Where is the road that takes us to Byzantium
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Once your borders had no end
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And your dream was like a shining light
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To the nations you surround
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Did your golden domes reveal
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The frailty of the consequence
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The conqueror was real
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We're looking back to see your frescoed walls
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Where is the road that takes us to Byzantium...
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We're looking back to see your frescoed walls
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Where is the road that takes us to Byzantium...
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Byzantium
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