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The Prophet
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I would never think of me as a hero

A bringer of wisdom of hope and of peace

I never could think of me in a vortex

of hope of future and vitality.

I can spread my thoughts to flood the room

Embracing and webbing the people reborn.

The love they are feeling I never can taste;

The sadness the hatered remains my own.

So many souls - they long to be saved,

Somne beasts, some sinners, some lost in their fate.

For all to rescue my lifespan's too short,

Refuse all the evil - divine all the gods?

I never asked for a higher believing

I never questioned the way I was born

I never wanted to walk among angels

I never wanted to be so alone.

Bridge: Alone with my powers - alone in my mind

(The) holder of darkness - the bringer of light.

This melancholy circle of giving - not taking

Can not be endured by me.

I'm here to flare a sign

To guide the lost on to their fate.

Like I (once) sent Dante his story to take.

But no one holds that candle for me.

So as the years of helping and bleeding

Had passed away my will to live.

I returned to the sea of my time and my being,

I melted into (the) waves as it was my will.

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