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In this tree enforced by our will
There's a crown we needed to heal
Now that crown is lost in the roots 
As our souls in these leaves

And that crown was found in the dust
Of the buildings that didn't last
To the power of the storm
Where everyone should have been born

The empire rises from that tree
Full of new born eyes, ready to see
We put our fade in their hands
Until the end of time

With our power being lost,
Everything becomes a fost
We need some roses to be born
So this land will be warm again

The empire rises from that tree
Full of new born eyes ready to see
We put our fade in their hands
Until the end of time

The anger we feel through our our veins
Goes directly to these men
Being part of the blood line
Of the empire lost in time
Witch is... Which is our mind

The empire rises from that tree
Full of new born eyes ready to see
We put our fade in their hands
Until the end of time

Chris Daniel (Session)

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