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Memento
Here we stand upon a precipice
Hand in hand, with but one wish
Here we stand upon the fringe
Ice to freeze and fire to singe
Here we are, once again
Here we are, my friend
Here we are, can't lend
A hand, this is the end
But do you remember
The days before
The war
But do you remember
The days in my arms
Looking into your eyes
No thoughts of demise
No thoughts of harm
Here take my heart
A small integral part
To remind you
Not to fear tomorrow
To remember me
And not to wallow
Love me, don't pretend to
Here have my heart
A small yet integral part
A last little memento
Of paradise
Here we stand swallowed by hate
Here we stand unable to escape
Here we stand facing down fate
Because of every, war, every rape
Here we are, once again
Here we are my friend
Here we are, born to rend
The heart, won't this end?
But do you remember
The days before
The war
But do you remember
The days in my arms
Looking into your eyes
No thoughts of demise
No thoughts of harm
Here take my heart
A small integral part
To remind you
Not to fear tomorrow
To remember me
And not to wallow
Love me, don't pretend to
Here have my heart
A small yet integral part
A last little memento
Of paradise
Memories floating by
Like bodies on the Dead Sea
Why must friends lie?
Why must brother be enemy?
Memento mori
One day you'll die
Every little lie
Told to justify
The death
Of the son who had to die
For a lie
For a lie
But do you remember
The days in paradise
Shining genuine eyes
No more lies
No one dies
No one fries
In a fire of hate
I'd give you my heart
But I fear for its' integrity
I'd give you a part
Of me, maybe my dignity
Is there any part of me
That can't be bought for a fee?
Is there any part of this world?
The deer, the tree and stag?
That doesn't have a price tag
Here we are my friend
Here we are, at the end
Upon this rocky ledge
No mere knowledge
Can save the fated
From what knowledge created
I look to my love
Angel from above
My turtle dove
I'll give you my heart
Keep it in the dark
Don't let it see
This world of misery
I just wanna look at you
I don't wanna see the sun
I can't face what I have become
Remember the world
Remember the war
Remember the rebellion
Remember...
Remember…
Remember me
Here we stand upon a precipice
Hand in hand, with but one wish
Here we stand upon the fringe
Ice to freeze and fire to singe
Here we are, once again
Here we are, my friend
Here we are, can't lend
A hand, this is the end
But do you remember
The days before
The war
But do you remember
The days in my arms
Looking into your eyes
No thoughts of demise
No thoughts of harm
Here take my heart
A small integral part
To remind you
Not to fear tomorrow
To remember me
And not to wallow
Love me, don't pretend to
Here have my heart
A small yet integral part
A last little memento
Of paradise
Here we stand swallowed by hate
Here we stand unable to escape
Here we stand facing down fate
Because of every, war, every rape
Here we are, once again
Here we are my friend
Here we are, born to rend
The heart, won't this end?
But do you remember
The days before
The war
But do you remember
The days in my arms
Looking into your eyes
No thoughts of demise
No thoughts of harm
Here take my heart
A small integral part
To remind you
Not to fear tomorrow
To remember me
And not to wallow
Love me, don't pretend to
Here have my heart
A small yet integral part
A last little memento
Of paradise
Memories floating by
Like bodies on the Dead Sea
Why must friends lie?
Why must brother be enemy?
Memento mori
One day you'll die
Every little lie
Told to justify
The death
Of the son who had to die
For a lie
For a lie
But do you remember
The days in paradise
Shining genuine eyes
No more lies
No one dies
No one fries
In a fire of hate
I'd give you my heart
But I fear for its' integrity
I'd give you a part
Of me, maybe my dignity
Is there any part of me
That can't be bought for a fee?
Is there any part of this world?
The deer, the tree and stag?
That doesn't have a price tag
Here we are my friend
Here we are, at the end
Upon this rocky ledge
No mere knowledge
Can save the fated
From what knowledge created
I look to my love
Angel from above
My turtle dove
I'll give you my heart
Keep it in the dark
Don't let it see
This world of misery
I just wanna look at you
I don't wanna see the sun
I can't face what I have become
Remember the world
Remember the war
Remember the rebellion
Remember...
Remember…
Remember me
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