Through infinite dreams of chaos On the day when silence died Theres a place that we rule we, the blind Where our soul of hate can rest And where ashes turn to dust Where the chains will be broken, the chains of must Tears of mourning, cold deception The only castaway I am Burn these hollow shores of ocean Let the celebration begin! Through thousands of burning sorrows Across the vast oceans of time My journey finally ends in my mind Where the flag of hate can rest Where the beauty should be found Why is it so? I look back and there is the light ...Where the ashes turn to dust Where the flag of hate can rest Where the beauty can be found Fear will rise!
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