I am of crimson blood nought shall hold me mirror mine the dark of night reflects me in water Ablaze are my eyes my soul consumed by woe my braids weaved by the wind an image in my mind Leave I must now with haste me who tires of quiet life me who's path leads to war me who fears no death I yearn for more I yearn to rise I yearn for everything I yearn for you I yearn to rise
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