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[00:04.933]Once there were trees full of birds
[00:13.933]Meadow lands vibrant with flowers
[00:22.183]Carefree the songs our children once sang
[00:30.683]Gilding our minutes and hours
[00:38.182]
[00:39.182]Clouds came and covered the sun
[00:47.432]The breath of a baleful unease
[00:56.433]Turning to ashes flowers in the fields
[01:04.932]Silenced the birds in their trees
[01:12.932]
[01:13.933]Hidden so deep in veils of deceit
[01:22.682]Imprisoned in twisting spells
[01:29.182]Are we the plaything of fiends or merely the dreams
[01:39.432]That we're telling ourselves telling ourselves
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[01:48.432]Lah
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[02:25.432]Strive till the phantoms are broken
[02:33.681]Fight till the battle is done
[02:41.432]The squadrons of night can't conquer the day
[02:50.681]Nor shadows extinguish the sun
[02:56.932]
[02:57.932]For tho the storms are over and past
[03:05.681]Tho the thunder's rage is quieted at last
[03:13.931]Well this nightmare's laid me down in the rags here to mourn
[03:27.608]Here to mourn
[03:28.108]
[03:29.108]The night has left us crippled with grief
[03:36.358]As we strive to keep alive our belief
[03:43.857]But a loss so great it clouds all our hopes for the dawn
[03:59.358]
[04:00.858]Stories of danger fearless attack
[04:08.858]Spectres of plague and pain
[04:14.858]All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back
[04:24.108]Have we been fighting in vain fighting in vain
[04:39.358]Fighting in vain
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Once there were trees full of birds
Meadow lands vibrant with flowers
Carefree the songs our children once sang
Gilding our minutes and hours
Clouds came and covered the sun
The breath of a baleful unease
Turning to ashes flowers in the fields
Silenced the birds in their trees
Hidden so deep in veils of deceit
Imprisoned in twisting spells
Are we the plaything of fiends or merely the dreams
That we're telling ourselves telling ourselves
Lah
Strive till the phantoms are broken
Fight till the battle is done
The squadrons of night can't conquer the day
Nor shadows extinguish the sun
For tho the storms are over and past
Tho the thunder's rage is quieted at last
Well this nightmare's laid me down in the rags here to mourn
Here to mourn
The night has left us crippled with grief
As we strive to keep alive our belief
But a loss so great it clouds all our hopes for the dawn
Stories of danger fearless attack
Spectres of plague and pain
All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back
Have we been fighting in vain fighting in vain
Fighting in vain