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The profane last remains
When the love once shared
When the hand of fate
comes down
tears like tattered gowns
When the hopes and bonds
have ripped and washed aground
where our memory lies
In the deep - when you weep
When the hand
of fate comes down
I will be there too
When the oaths they gave
betrayed and blackened now
