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Do we hunt broken drams or do they lure us?
Are we the hunted?

I hear their whispers, in the darkness
I hear their voice which belongs to you

I can still remember those rainy days and
Your advice, your voice teaching me how
To dance... with fire!

Hear the whispers in the darkness,
Hear those voices belong to you
Light a flame and watch the shadows
For tonight they dance for you

Look away from the flame
You will see the light
You will see the shadows march
Breathe and embrace the zeal
Let it catalyze
You'll find a hidden path

What's left behind is not a sacrifice
It's our story
I can still remember your voice
Your advice on how to dance
With fire!

Risk everything
When deep within you know and
Feel your dream is real
Go forth and hunt if when awake
And when asleep
Your dream remains

In your eyes, in your skin
In your voice I see myself

In your heart
When you cry and endure
The dream is real

In your eyes, in your skin
In your voice I see myself
In your hands
And your will
To let your story live

In your eyes, in your skin
In your voice I see myself within!

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