In a place where no ones wise an old man walks alone Soon a child will fill his heart of hope, light and dreams He looks the child within her eyes never knowing what she feels Touches her could soul, and says Come with me to hell... Destiny... Insanity... Prophecy... Hear the wise man Look inside, look inside No one can find the way No one waits for the sign Hold my hand Reach into my thoughts find your desire and you shall be mine till we die His life will never be reminded as a life of pride and justice since the day he spoke the words and sorrow took over his soul ANGER An everconstant feeling FREEDOM the right to fight for glory WALKING the line of innocence The way we see will make you even stronger One last time to make believe the prophecies, the destiny On every child theres a dream of a Messenger of God
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