CHARGE!. . [Afraid] she stands nose to starboard. Confronting the breeze of the unforgiving seas. [The rain], a cold embrace reminds her. That finding the colossus will likely end in their death.
The world weeps for the fallen warrior. The loss of a single feather at the end of a scale. While insignificant, it allows the power all to shift. Ever so slowly, and tip towards the bitter end.
Here in this sea of pain. She roams without knowing her way. And the murderous hours of rage. Continuously make her repay. . For all the moments she's lost in vain.
Standing tall by the river bend. That will bleed to the sea. She ponders. Just as the estuary harbors the fight to break free. . The war paint on the benevolent.
Days of vivid grace and. Days of gratitude. Abound for this brave and valiant child but she. . Stays in the sidelines and. Stays in the bitter shade of.
Faith, what a curious thing we crave. I believe. That you're the one who'll bring the balance back to all of us. Bring the light that beacons back to us.
Her eyes, blind as injustice. From the burning light in the box. Out of sheer desperation. But it worked, she is now free at last. Yet she's been cast.
Oh sweet child. You must forgive the halo of doubt among them. Oh sweet child. Forgive the pains the trial of the descendants will hold in store for you today.
Inside these chilling walls she must call home. She shivers in repeating desperation. And there her biggest fear beacons her to come. The box of her reluctant adoration.
Comme une sœur, tête coupée, tête coupée. Ell' ressemblait à sa poupée, à sa poupée,. Dans la rivière, elle est venue. Tremper un peu son pied menu, son pied menu..
Elle est à toi cette chanson. Toi l'auvergnat qui sans façons. M'as donné quatre bouts de bois. Quand dans ma vie il faisait froid. . Toi qui m'as donné du feu quand.
Hé ! donn' moi ta bouche, hé ! ma jolie fraise. L'aube a mis des frais's plein notre horizon. Garde tes dindons, moi mes porcs, Thérèse. Ne r'pousse pas du pied mes p'tits cochons.
Sweet Indian maiden, since first I met you,. I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart.. . Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling,. My heart enthralling, Cherokee..
I wake when the car spins, it's already done. Your lips kiss the pavement, I wake with no one. The face of the culprit haunts my view. The face of who caused this won't leave soon.
Dominated by the thirst of liquid gold,. I found out it didn't exist. Searching through the woods I accidentally found a unicorn,. A pure, creature, shining through all the mist..
My car broke down. But I'm really not a loser. So I'll take a walk. 'Cause beggars can't be choosers. Trees beat couches any given day. It's probably meant.
I don't want you to know. The thoughts in my head. I stay far away,. Without you instead. If that saves me from. My thoughts being known. 'Cause I don't wanna say,.
I thought love was enough. But truth is love is dead. I'm pretending I'm a ghost. So you can sleep well in your bed. But you just make me sick. And you just haunt my dreams.
VERSE 1:[Quinton]. I done came a long way. From lights getting cut out. Brown bread wouldn't last in a day. No food in the fridge tell me. How you gon survive now.
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