I broke my sword in two
It was always a waste of time
You are mine and the world is mine
Pitchers of fire have me dusting off my wings
I give up on the shape of things
I never loosed an arrow
Even towards the sky
They were always good friends of mine
In evil hour, shake your head
I can't shake mine
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