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O broken heart within this breast,
What see you through your eyes?
O brilliant dream, during your rest,
O what was your demise?

I dreamed of love, so sweet and true
I dreamed this love, of me and you
And into this spell I fell, I fell
To break my heart anew

The Hero gains his serenade,
The preacher hears his call
Yet what calls I, with eyes unclosed
Is there naught for me at all?

And songs of love, they warm the hearts
and hands of lovers true.
But around this broken body lie
The fragments of illusion.

Oh once the warmth flowed boundless and true
Yea, even though love was gone
But fire resides in this broken heart,
All traces of love begone.

I dreamed a time, I sang it true
And hatred broke us, me and you
And let this spell become my dying knell
For I had always remained true.

For I had always remained true...