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The soul triumphant alights
As eagles to the air
The sky splinters across
This desolate hemisphere
As holy armies clash
And raise their righteous spears
Till this scarred spirit brings
Hope yet to deep despair

An angel’s wings must break
And plummet to the stony ground
God wails just like a child
Without its mother near
The brave now know their souls
Draw from the depths of fear
And what was lost for love
Will yet be birthed, be found

And what was lost for love
Will yet be birthed, be found

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