The underground fell to the ground and fighting made no sense I laid down my arms and took my legs in my hands I had to walk away I had to walk away I dream of coming home
Blood I can smell and tears in my coat A burning burning dream My past is present always there Scars left in my heart
The mirrors fighting not to lose the sense I hold my head up high The winds are chiming like the ones at home Against the north I cry
I dream of coming home The exile burns my brain The exile eats my heart
The exile tunes the sound The exile cuts me down
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