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This song is by The Eyes Of A Traitor and appears on the album A Clear Perception (2009).

The ashes of an angel's wings
Blown across your pathway
Were tied down to the path of others
Face yourself in the mirror.

Now's the time left in eternity,
You'll pay your dues on judgement day,
To mutineers' with heads held high
On glasses raised wakes of life.

Wait for the end, x2
Here it matters when you're alone.
When you're alone, x2
When you're alone, x2
Here it matters when you're alone.

Echoes of memories always return and
To those who believe in the ???
Now we await that day.
Walk the line when you've got one chance to stay alive
Weak prevail this time we're gods it's clear, we're gods.

No fucking memories of the battle,
A thousand lights
Will this ever change now?
Burn out, these weeks end dead.

We have the time!
The time.

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