Before the dawn breaks,
Before the night forever turns into day
Before the soldiers of fortune raise their spears and march
Let us linger a while longer
In solitude
Let us paint the skies grey and watch it rain
Like there is no tomorrow
Let us be enveloped in madness
And run through the streets of this town
Like children in a long-forgotten dream
Let us fly before our wings are torn
And the distant sound of silence
Makes our ears bleed
Let us live once more,
And be reborn again
From the ashes of our memories


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