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    The poem describes a child's memories of endless fields and childhood songs that were once their home. The speaker calls out prayers to the sky as they carry these memories inside and long to grow wings to fly high above where their passions will die down below, while watchers look on as the speaker burns in a basin of fire under a merciless sky.

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    The poem describes a child's memories of endless fields and childhood songs that were once their home. The speaker calls out prayers to the sky as they carry these memories inside and long to grow wings to fly high above where their passions will die down below, while watchers look on as the speaker burns in a basin of fire under a merciless sky.

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    Drakengard - Growing Wings to Fly High

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    Drakengard - Growing Wings

    Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep

    Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep

    Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze

    Endless fields, our home, I long for those days

    I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face

    I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love

    See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below

    I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky

    Watching me, watching you

    Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale

    Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives

    Look within the dark as deep as you dare

    There inside you find destruction you seek

    I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face

    I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love

    See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below

    I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky

    Watching me, watching you

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