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Flames

Winds

Smoke

Sweep over the broken lands

He walks

In ashes

Of the new day that was

Still wait for the new day to come

He seen it all

Yet he waits for more

Wizards

In seven

Colors

With spellcraft they try to break him down

He walks

In the ashes

Of the new dawn that was

Still wait for the new dawn to come

He seen it all

Yet he waits for more

And more...

As he walk through the desert

Under a warm and swollen sun

With bones lying around

He walks in his own footsteps

When he climb the highest mountain

To where a madness king now crowns his son

As the air is filled with their laughters

He walkes in his own footsteps