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I saw his tyranny and spoke my mind,
Cast from the gates into a falling heaven,
Flight of the Phoenix and a burning dawn,
My love turned into charcoal and dust.
By the feathers of time I grasped my sigh,
Thus I walked now among the living and the dead,
Sworn by the Morningstar never to shed a tear,
I fled into the night looking to the sky no more.
Cast from the gates into a falling heaven,
Flight of the Phoenix and a burning dawn,
My love turned into charcoal and dust.
By the feathers of time I grasped my sigh,
Thus I walked now among the living and the dead,
Sworn by the Morningstar never to shed a tear,
I fled into the night looking to the sky no more.
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