Coptic Rain - Rejoice | Текст песни

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• Coptic Rain
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A myriad of dreams,
a myriad of goals,
a myriad of hopes
in this myriad of souls.
A myriad of smiles,
a myriad of tears,
a myriad of candles
in this valley of fears.

With so many ways, so much to choose,
its easy to win and even easier to loose,
you're bound to fall as youre bound to stand tall,
when you are back up against the wall,
listening to my prayers,
you're bound to find a way to erase
the question mark.

A myriad of threats
sowing unease,
a myriad of wars,
a sample of peace.
A myriad of tunes,
a myriad of songs,
which one is right
and which one is wrong.

A myriad of dreams,
a myriad of goals,
a myriad of hopes,
in this myriad of souls.

With so many ways, so much to choose,
its easy to win and even easier to loose,
you're bound to fall as youre bound to stand tall,
when you are back up against the wall,
listening to my prayers,
you're bound to find a way to erase
the question mark.