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I saw the hawk
Willing to fly
Under blackened skies
Holding against
The storm that came
And it's not turning back
I heard a cry
Fading out
From the biggest numbness
Warning all of us
Never to be swollen
I saw the hawk
Light the foe
In the dark age
With their fallen souls
Fallen souls
It's in the dark age
That we take on our own
Will we ever spread
The wings of gold
Of the landscape
Of the storm
What is lost
Loners in bags
Filling the streets
Slipper lifeless eyes
Aching for coins
Donors for sets
With each one of us




Passing sun
Stumbling the way
Of a body
Is it dead or dying
It's good to have a team
That is able
To squeeze the most
Of our souls
Born in the dark age
With their fallen souls
Fallen souls
It's in the dark age
That we take on our own
Will we ever spread
The wings of gold
Of the landscape
Of the storm
What is lost
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Now I hear the cry
Fading out in the thickest
numbness
One in all of us
led to be
solid up
by the
force
Born in the dark age
With their fallen souls
Fallen souls
It's in the dark age
That we
drift on our own
Born in the dark age
With their fallen souls
Fallen souls
It's in the dark age
That we
drift on our own
Will we ever spread
our wings
of gold
over the landscape
As the storm
comes

What is lost