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They’ve cast him away

On this magick ground

Weird for always crawling

And clouds linger ‘round

	From the dark moor grows a shade

	Roars the darkest evil fate

	Horrifying the plains of warped time

	From the sorrow marshes dawns

	The run of the oracle

	Weeping out in rhymes: “a Son of Man”

Atreiu and Falcor:

	“We’re passing by faded lives

	They’re onto the void

	Under us the eyes go blind

	By colourless floyd

	The lunacy ways they tread

	Are twisting in rain

	Unseemly they dance away

	In a folly domain”

[solo: C]

She’s blown up high

By forces, they obey

Her will of white

Still wondering away

	On the purple words he tells

	Neverending End it dwells

	A millenary curse rises on

The fantasya people:

	“We’re calling from miles away

	We lie in your hands

	Thy heart shan’t be lead astray

	Come, rescue this land

	Relentless the end of All

	We see it drawing on

	The forever tale of death

	You can stop with a word”