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It soared from the Ark, the dove within me
It sings forever, it flies free
I call to thee my torch in darkness, thou art born
Ornaments of gold shine so bright
You are the way, you are the light
I dwell in this, my shelter and thy birth do I foresee
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Unto this world I was born – innocence scorned
Oaths were broken and pain bestowed – innocence mourned
Trust betrayed, smiles were faked
Desire turned hate, faces of loved ones are long decayed
Alone in this world, alone and so cold
Shiver in rain, my story unfolds
A broken vessel, endless pieces of me
Friends are now foes, those who betray
Love's labour's lost, a true passion play
Forked tongues drip with lies
Serpents hold me down, I cannot fly
The dark within my eyes
Saint I'm not
Pure in mind and thought
Masks I wear
In this stage we share
Will we ever bare
These fears and hopes within one and all?
Cracks they show
In the mirrors of my soul
When I break
Why do they all forsake?
Is life but a mistake?
Why do they smile when I fall apart?
Go! Pick your self up,
You are the end, now the chapter is done
Cry as you might to the gods you adore
They hear you not, as they never before
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As I cradle thy broken and weakened form
Lay my hands upon thy cold Brow
You can not let it go
You shall not slip away
Please take my hand
So breathe once more, rise and wake up my son.
Open thy eyes and be as one
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Darkness, I believe thee not
Thy empty words shall avail thee naught
A fire in this heart of mine
To gaze again upon these walls of thine
Desire to soar once more
Upon these broken wings on which I have flown before
Tongues of flame shall paint the canvas red
As once told, I shall part the rising sea
Seeds from the blood that I shed
Feet sink deeper into grains of golden sand knee deep
Every step I take is a drop in this sea of sleep
In which I have swam and drowned
The wind whispers death, as temptation drips from her song
Tears run dry - will I survive?
Hear my cry - will I arrive?
Heading home forever more
All past grief is now gone
The gift of life to me
They bequest mine is the sight in the blindness
As I'm treading through the path, in darkness
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Across the golden dunes, the desert stretches so long
Scorching heat burns, the wind sings its barren song
And so you live your life, you rise and fall
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You weep, you slip, and you dive into the deep
But will you become the compass who navigates this ship?
Ride!
Across the land and into the dawn
Ride!
My gaze is fixed on the goal, the throne
Ride!
Faster and stronger, the wind at my heels
Ride!
My eyes clear with the strength of steel
All that remains is to gather my strength
With truth on my side I shall awaken and ride...
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נָא חַיִּים וָחֶסֶד עַל עַם עָנִי תַּצְמִיד
וְאֶת תְּפִלַּת הַשַּׁחַר בִּמְקוֹם עוֹלָה תַּעֲמִיד
עוֹלַת הַבֹּקֶר אֲשֶׁר לְעוֹלַת הַתָּמִיד
מַטֵּה כְּלַפֵּי חֶסֶד לְהַטּוֹת אִישׁ לִתְחִיָּה
עַמְּךָ הַטֵּה לְחֶסֶד גְּמָל נָא עָלָיו וְחָיָה
כְּתֹב תָּו חַיִּים וְהָיָה עַל מִצְחוֹ תָּמִיד
עוֹלַת הַבֹּקֶר אֲשֶׁר לְעוֹלַת הַתָּמִיד
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