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  • Weep not for martyrs...
    Raise your head...
    Saline waters won't raise the dead
    Grief will haunt those who forget,
    that night is not the end

    Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    Her voice reflects the colours of dawn

    Raise not a fortress to protect
    From what the waters
    Might reflect
    Grief will wash those who caress
    The night as though its theirs

    Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    Her voice reflects the colours of dawn

    There's an ocean of despair
    Where the road must end
    All souls must pass there
    For what is broken to mend
    On a island I will wait for you to raise again...

    Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    Her voice reflects the colours of dawn
    It pierces like an arrow trough a storm...

  • [00:39.524]Weep not for martyrs...
    [00:47.833]Raise your head...
    [00:52.546]Saline waters won't raise the dead
    [01:02.154]Grief will haunt those who forget,
    [01:12.412]that night is not the end
    [01:20.320]
    [01:22.340]Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    [01:35.918]In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    [01:45.522]Her voice reflects the colours of dawn
    [01:59.977]
    [02:10.113]Raise not a fortress to protect
    [02:22.777]From what the waters
    [02:27.555]Might reflect
    [02:32.540]Grief will wash those who caress
    [02:42.696]The night as though its theirs
    [02:50.179]
    [02:52.771]Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    [03:06.312]In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    [03:16.213]Her voice reflects the colours of dawn
    [03:28.978]
    [03:31.812]There's an ocean of despair
    [03:36.569]Where the road must end
    [03:41.379]All souls must pass there
    [03:46.003]For what is broken to mend
    [03:50.760]On a island I will wait for you to raise again...
    [04:00.186]
    [04:34.961]Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
    [04:48.625]In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
    [04:58.396]Her voice reflects the colours of dawn
    [05:07.778]It pierces like an arrow trough a storm...
    [05:21.386]