There is a temple, there is an empire,

There is a dark and twisted wood,

There is space between the spheres,

There are hearts beneath all skies.

 

We are prisoners, deeply fallen, earth bonded,

Tormented by the promises of rain;

We are concrete kingdom betrayers.

 

To break the binding ties,

To escape;

To shatter the steel of these torture chains

And know the day where freedom reigns

To escape.

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