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Marching...

Through this reign of pain

Water is dream and delight

Fighting...

Walking night and day

Miserable soul

Forgotten to die

Reborn of the dead

Sword of the truth

Listen to my words

Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly

Look at me

I'm the proof of the sin

"i was angry with my friend:

I told my wrath,my wrath did end

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not,my wrath did grow.

And i watered it in fear;

Night and morning with my tears;

And i sunned it with smiles,

And with soft deceitful wiles,"

Marching...

Througt this reign of pain

Water is dream and delight

Fighting...

Walking night and day

Miserable soul

Forgotten to die

Reborn of the dead

Sword of the truth

Listen to my words

Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly

" and it grew both day and night,

Till it bore an apple bright,

And my foe beheld it shine,

And the knew that it was mine

And into my garden stole

When the night had veiled the pole

In the morning glad i see

My foe outstretched beneath the tree"

Look at me

I'm the proof of the sin

Reborn of the dead

Sword of the the truth listen to my words

Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly