when that which i have built so bold and brave
to that which i have given my hands engrave bend and break
and my world quivers and shakes before it to dissipates
i will not give
but endure and live
among the ashes you will not find
that which is mine
my spirit soars
to create once more
that which i adore
these wither hands
who builds the foundation on which this world stands
these aged old eyes who have watch countless creations die
will know no bounds
till thats which is lost is once again found
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