| Better lift me, better burn my wings, and Push me off the clouds
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| Don’t control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
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| You possess me, You took everything and Left behind my fate
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| Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son
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| Never ending, all my life will lay down and from Your judgement hide
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| To the endless, To the endless sound that echoes in my mind
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| Through the ashes, all my feathers burned to dust on the hollowed ground
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| For the fearless, I keep praying Show more my heart to the fallen ones
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| Better lift me, better burn my wings and Push me off the clouds
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| Don’t control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
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| You possess me, you took everything and Left behind my fate
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| Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son
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| Redemption father’s, all your sons been left alone
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| All to grant me forces, or make my body turn to stone
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| All my life I’ve scattered, for some pieces in your heart
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| Pieces of redemption, or some compassion turns the gods
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| You feel nothing like dying, in the only place called home
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| As the howling spirits, you cast away and left alone
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| Redemption father’s, all your sons have been left alone
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| All to grant me forces, or make my body turn to stone
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| Better lift me, better burn my wings and Push me off the clouds
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| Don’t control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
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| You possess me, You took everything and Left behind my fate
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| Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son |