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«Lyric»
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What shall be my tower of light, in an endless night ? 
What remedy shall appease my blight ? 
(And) who [bad word] to my aid, and who shall stay to fight ? 

For the fight that lies on sight 
Is won within, within the heart... 
No legions, no masses 
Nor mob, or a knight 
Just a single soul needed 
Armed with passion of a love and the vigor of a child 

I have not [bad word] of indulging in fantasies 
And as many reflections collide, clarity seems so dim 
I brook no mysticism, and no romantic inwards dream 

My fate now dust But shall form my epitaph 
My old flesh is dealt with scorn 
Yet, in another time, another place 

I am reborn 

Oh [bad word] , leave me be! 
Vanish, for only one moment 
For I am betrothed to thee 
And thy art my murderer and umpire 
Thou art my nemesis, yet part of me 
I [bad word] belive that tomorrow brings [bad word] 
part of me must die 
And another, the soar, the fly 
I [bad word] belive, it's time to end the lie 
part of me must die, and another to burm the sky 

But the death-sting shall pass over me 
lifeless life will end, without a sigh 
No blood of mine shall stain the earth 
My cuts are unseen, a red thread entwined between 
The earthly and the courts are held up high 

Valor thy bark so week... 
Valor for you i seek 
Oh valor, you have caused me harm 
For now you are my [bad word] under the sun..
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Ярослав ¦:::Lord::Arkey:::¦ Лесников
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