Wake up from a sleep
Last century man
Ten thousand year fight
We fade into dust
I heard
Remember the gold
Who lived in the real
[?] warm and tender
We cry for the past
You [?]
Cut me on the ground
Take away the silence
Against the fold
Lost the [?]
I've [?]
Even broke
[?] things
We‘ve done things
To the heart of the shadows [?]
I want statues in the fold
All my cities turn to gold
To the gold we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
To the glass we know
To the glass I know
The spirit is gone
And I am [?]
And the spirit is gone
Night is on [?]

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