Admire it in its sleep.
Wounded, and embraced by dreams.
Whatever wanders in these depths,
It shall carry along.
This shore is for the throne...
I am forever.
A storm, but ever so fearless it wandered.
Fear me, wherever it stands,
From here...
I was the storm.
It's magic, wounded one...
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It's Magic Lyrics

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