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Barrens of nowhere land |
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The scars of a lone man |
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A once powerful ship crumbles from the rust |
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Skeletons that wilt to dust |
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Sands shift on the plain |
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As the wind stirs up the memories of mine |
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I hear whispers |
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Searching through decaying ruins |
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Digging for spiritual druids |
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Fragments of emotional atrocities |
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Concealing my hypocrisies |
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On the blazing desert sun |
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Glares down on the deeds |
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That I have done |
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As sweat drips from my face, feel my skin start to crawl |
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I catch a glimpse of the Ghost of fallen grace |
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Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
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Right were the road to hell passes through |
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I'm coming home |
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And then I come to the place where God's Mercy is borrowed |
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Entranced by the billowing smoke from the burning bridge of sorrow |
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Oh~ |
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Inscription on the Guardian's stone |
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This reads "Poet, you've come home" “ |
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As tears trace lines on my face |
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Succumbing to the Ghost of fallen grace |
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Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
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Right were the road to hell passes through |
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I'm coming home |
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Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
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