Across the wind that takes to rustle
Open in air and over flowing with sparkle
The route to tempest sights ever known
That will be ripen not too day far from here
How hast though been filled with mourn
And carried a bond of fear
Do you not know the other side of the gates?
Where dwells all the charms of care
Things that are taken
Leaving you ripped and part
Have you not known a place that takes a price?
To bear hardships, lot spare with cry
The door the frontier seeks
The day that you would find yourself still
Get up and hear the alarming rage
Here it comes and unbinds your chains
Get up and run to the highest top
There you will meet your eternity shore
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