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I'm tired and thin
Haven't slept since the war
I'm a mess of wounded skin
like a wine sack that's been torn
in the sacred space

Behind the lids of my eyes
Mad-Eye darkly holds my gaze
And I can still see Fredsick's laughing face

It's not enough
To say that time
Can mend my wings
That one day I'll fly
And it's not enough
This acheless scar
Some wounds are still burning
Let me live as one earning his life

And we all fall down
And we all fall down

Behind the lids of my eyes
And I can still see Fredsick's laughing face

Far away
I can still see Fredrick's laughing face

It's not enough
To say that time
Can mend my wings
That one day I'll fly
And it's not enough
This acheless scar
Some wounds are still burning
Let me live as one earning his life

Darknest nights turn into dawns
Golden lights are chords for songs of love
Something death cannot erase

Far away

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