A Holy Flame that burns inside And Only I know
Sunrise will come slowly What do you think and Dream?
There's a shadow that treads the thoughtAnd fear is it's
Many voices about my plans By your lips of hate
Here I'm waiting on the edge of night Where walking
Into deepest loneliness I fallThrough my secret prisonHere into my
I Blind fury II Shadows in my nightmares III Good
Comes always in the night Carried away by the waves
Maybe the day has comeThe child became a warriorInto my
Many lights that shine so high Burn above your head
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