My soul is restless as aches for a chance to be free
Free from this oppression which surrounds you and me
Let us run from this place and journey down the less worn path
There we might find a better refuge from the sting of wrath
Do not look back for only destruction and despair is left behind
Where we are going is something far better to find
Time and destiny, hand in hand
Come with me to a distant land
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