The last moments of peaceOf calm: of clear visionThe fear
How will the world end?In the final war?The cards are
Some had no choice but to fightOur lives were overThe
We've heard the talesOf the days that last foreverBut the
Here it comesIt's coming right on timeThere's very little room
You take me in I'll take you downWith the smile
You checked the right sideForgot about the leftYou checked behind
The old man stared at meA worn look in his
Venture down to the Secret MinesWhere the forgotten children toilJust
The Stickman breaks the iceBrings all cold feelings forwardA shifting
The Fold it keeps us in lineA method passed down
Before we start thisWe've got a momentLet's go over thisOne
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