Am I seeing this through real eyes? The angels are descending onto me.
Somewhere in the distance, we could hear your call.
I hold my breath. Can this be real?
The truth is getting closer now, I don’t fear, choices I have made.
Brave young warrior, clad with passion, once a slave but now you’re free.
I see the light. Release my pain.
Let me see The Cup desired and I’ll happily give myself to god.
We will grant your wish Enlightened, it will end here.
We have seen what you have done, feel no fear.
I raise my head. I’m coming home.
I’m coming home.
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