There are stars far away
That you might breach somehow
There is scars that I'm never here for
So I pretend they gone away

Sweet prince don't be sad
You were never meant to be here
And the sword you hold in your hand
Where this mighty blow will set you on
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I found myself by your bedside
Looking out across the void
I was trying to say I love you
But you just look the other way

Sweet prince don't be it's sad
You and I were meant to be
And the soul you're holding your head
Well this mighty blow will set you on
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