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My hollow ground

A bitter end

Stuck in a shell

That cant pretend

The washing clean

These stains of our time

And how I wish for life to play that bitter chord

My wealth is sold

I take short steps on boots of gold

Dont wanna join

In any more

Come to detest what I adore

And yet I wish for life to be my sole reward

The line is set

My wealth is sold

I take short steps on boots of gold

To end I beg

This winding road

I take short steps to land my load

And yet I wish for life to be my sole reward

The line is set

My wealth is sold

I take short steps on boots of gold

To end I beg

This winding road

I take short steps to land my load