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By Duster

On Rarities

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Days by days are passing on

Let us return to take what's ours

Stars come out to take a name

They call it

They know your name

They call it out

I hear what they're saying

Come with us

Went to it with open arms

Echoes a time that made a perfect place

For us to pray

You dream afraid

We have no say

Everything is ours to have

We contemplate

Everything belongs to us

We contemplate

They know your name

They call it out

I hear what they're saying

Comе with us

Come back up and pray again

Heaven in thе sullied wind

It's a perfect place