There is a green hill far away of that we can be sure,
The past will be what others see just that and nothing more,
Our chance to shine is but a spark that brightly burns then fades,
Our journey on which we embark is mapped to it we're slaves.
Those that choose to cheat the fight are cut down where they stand,
They burn too bright and peak too soon they both go hand in hand,
The circle starts and ends with us the never ending ride,
The depths of fear and joy within all sampled once inside.
So if you take it personally then you are bound to fail,
For life itself takes prisoners few the and therin lies a tale,
Strike out hard and plan your moves watch others and choose well,
For life though like the heavens wide beneath is only hell.
The past will be what others see just that and nothing more,
Our chance to shine is but a spark that brightly burns then fades,
Our journey on which we embark is mapped to it we're slaves.
Those that choose to cheat the fight are cut down where they stand,
They burn too bright and peak too soon they both go hand in hand,
The circle starts and ends with us the never ending ride,
The depths of fear and joy within all sampled once inside.
So if you take it personally then you are bound to fail,
For life itself takes prisoners few the and therin lies a tale,
Strike out hard and plan your moves watch others and choose well,
For life though like the heavens wide beneath is only hell.
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