In a crowded place, I'm looking back
Look through those eyes, that don't even hold a mark
Look at these wings, couldn't hold flight
Have them burned down while the morning lights rise
And now I walk to face the end
So let me breathe my own air
One last time before the blade
Restlessly comes settling in
Let the wind blow let the rain fall
Hear the executioner call
Watch the traitors' head roll
As the shadow takes his soul
Is there anything left
In this world worth saving
Oh my values now lost
They were the ones under the blade
And the day they died
Was the first day of my life
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