Laying down so long,
Time to cut it down strong,
The memory shalt remain...
The beginning for a better things
Let it come down like the rains,
Like the tears to the dust,
Let there be no more dark,
No more of head in my hands,
No more to feel like falling sand.
A day break on my face, daylight.
The ropes to be pulled tight.
I am back up for the good's
I look at this raging fire,
It shall light me up…
and it shall...
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