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Moonlight grows shorter
Clouds weaken
Limbed shadows
Breathe
And I can see flickers in the distance
Dancing with the wind
Oh, I'll trade my trust to glow
Robes of white roses
Steadily sway in time
Offering gracious smiles
Palms outstretched are
Calling me closer
Yearn for anyone to appear
Offering nourishment
The pressure is rising
Cadence of an ancient rhyme
Open arms bear their thorns
Violent hands and fragile minds
Instincts are firing
Dancing through glacial halls
A beacon I can't ignore
Run
There is no hope
Souls lost
Their will taken
In gold
Fear, shadows
Bathed
By a savior's promise
A fire arises within my bones
The walls close
What sparks, drives
The knife rises and falls
My path engulfed in red
[Instrumental]
How dare you
Take one of
Ours, kill her
Kill her
Glide hillside toward the sinking sun
Relinquish everything you treasure
Witness the fading beads of dusk
A symbol of this cruel endeavor
