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On the hills of fire the darkest hour
I was dreaming of my true loves pyre
Who will bring a light to stoke the fire
Fear not for your still breathing
On a windless day
I saw the life blood drained away
A cold wind blows on a windless day
Hear the cry for new life the mournings flame
You were the brightest light that burned to soon in vain
Who will bring you back from where there's no return
Fear not for you just dreaming
On a winters day
I saw the life blood drained away
A cold wind blows on a windless day
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