Sing for me..
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To lift above in all these fallen walls,
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And bleed for me
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In the deepest release.
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Travelling through honour
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Travelling through strength
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Voyage floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom
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Feelings for the "lost" winds
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Winds which howl reverse
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Remote, the fields of oddities odours
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But we will still appear in coats of mail,
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And still obliterate these "old" origins,
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While dreaming, a thousand choirs spell their hail
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Towards faithfulness, become one with thee weapons.
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Sword and soul
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Wotan's Return
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Wotan'S Return
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| In the Woods |
