For it would be to defend a lie
For life not to have to sit and cry
To see the living truth end and die.
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Between the realms of Venus and Mars
Below the heavens of endless stars.
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Now the amber's of our dieing race
Are in the eyes of a friendly face.
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But the last word has not been spoken
The eternal cord is not broken
The Saxon sword was no token.
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