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Now you praise to my commitments
You give buildings my own name,
The one with the heart in a spotlight
With the heart on a stage
The most shameful of old sayings
- Dies young who is dear to the Gods -
The dearest of all deaths
Is the death at the verge of your greatest deed
This is of no consolation to me
Because the moment I got my life back,
And I got my body back
The day of my resurrection
In my youth I entered the portals of dusk
Hey! My soul fell away
Hey! That day on that train
My own body and all its strain
It might have grown into a beautiful sorrow
But I had tortured it, I had starved it
For so much, for too long
Hey! My soul fell away
Hey! That day on that train
I, who had struggled to make my life
As fragrant and full as roses
How could have I forgotten
That roses grow on the darkest soil
Hey! My soul fell away
Hey! That day on that train
Lyrics: Morrigan
Music: The Sand
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