This is the real news.
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Old animosities that have surfaced once again.
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Virtues and faults of a hypocrite race.
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Inmost recesses of the soul.
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Thoughts those were whirling through my head.
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Dead feelings of my dreamy world
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Arising from this ancient land
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Looking back at the beautiful
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Thing that we have lost
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Makes me scream.
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Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
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I gave my blood for this honour.
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Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
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Always believing that there is
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something good in this world.
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Death-like silence.
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There's only one way to find out.
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I need to give my hand and I will
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Be flying away again before the end comes.
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Everything is turning in my head.
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The air is like a big pile of empty
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Thoughts. I can smell the flowers of anger.
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Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
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I gave my blood for this honour.
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Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
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Always believing that there is
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something good in this world.
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Redemption of the immortals.
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The innocence of the sinner's.
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Always believing that there is
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Something good in this world.
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Death-Like Silence
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Nightrage |