Tho heavy in heart and weary worn,
Yet in my breast is hope reborn.
The glorious skies, the windswept plains,
Thy memory they cannae profane.
No more to fear, no more to roam
there is a path that leads me home.
I lift mine eyes unto the sky,
the road to Paradox is nigh.
The road to Paradox is nigh.
[The music to these lyrics can be found here.]
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