turns into gold
nor precious stone
no flesh or bone
no paint remains
it turns into stains
No man outlives
his destiny
no prince or king
no priest or thief
the land remains
we fade away
All in all we're one with the land
and the land will keep it secret
after we're gone
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All in all we're one with the land
and the land will keep it secret
after we're gone
All in all we're here for a reason
that is new everyday
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