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Our mighty fallen...

Begotten power...

Shoulder to shoulder...

Never surrender...

Apples drop beside the tree...

Old man please, remember me and

All of us still chase our dream...

Underneath the canopy...

Steady we ride...

Silhouette flying over the grass

As the daylight now dies..

Our stallions breathing their last...

Duty chains us...

Our demons haunt us

Fighting for seeds of our crown

Death by sundown...

Steady we ride...

Watching scenes playing out from our past...

Like the smell of her hair...

Those times always fly by so fast...

Needles broken..

The feeling´s woken

Should we just let it all fade

Is it just time...

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