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The Road to Seeder Hollow
Sitting by a fire
He feels a phantom pain
Like a lesser evil within the limb
Heart like a drum
Clicking along and within
Doubts and fears are coming alive
Days are numbered
The shock breaks the mirror
Like little gray hairs upon your head
Can't outrun destiny
Warrior tribes
And a psycho up ahead
Fate seems to be easily amused
Passing towns
Taking life on the way
He softly said enough is enough
Days are numbered
The shock breaks the mirror
Like little gray hairs upon your head
Can't outrun destiny
All these things
Don't dictate who wanders
Only the souls that remain in transit
Hours shelved
He lies above the valley
In wait to rectify his last mistake
He feels a phantom pain
Like a lesser evil within the limb
Heart like a drum
Clicking along and within
Doubts and fears are coming alive
Days are numbered
The shock breaks the mirror
Like little gray hairs upon your head
Can't outrun destiny
Warrior tribes
And a psycho up ahead
Fate seems to be easily amused
Passing towns
Taking life on the way
He softly said enough is enough
Days are numbered
The shock breaks the mirror
Like little gray hairs upon your head
Can't outrun destiny
All these things
Don't dictate who wanders
Only the souls that remain in transit
Hours shelved
He lies above the valley
In wait to rectify his last mistake
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