Long before you took out the dagger
You were a child
Who flew to a blue sky
Walked on the white clouds
You loved all the colours
And a worldful of wonders
Life was a song
On a night with the moon
But
The green hide the blood
Like the sea never told you of deaths
You saw how your father lost the battle
And the price of fresh air so high
So you took the dagger
You butchered a child
That child was you
My friend you were not the ghost before
You were a child
Who flew to a blue sky
Walked on the white clouds
You loved all the colours
And a worldful of wonders
Life was a song
On a night with the moon
But
The green hide the blood
Like the sea never told you of deaths
You saw how your father lost the battle
And the price of fresh air so high
So you took the dagger
You butchered a child
That child was you
My friend you were not the ghost before
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