And we’ll leave.
Not to flee, but to find
How much we have
When your hand holds mine

And we’ll leap.
Not to crash, but to fly
On the limitless joy
Of never saying goodbye

And we’ll fall.
Not to lose, but to gain
This forever love
Of the consecrated flame

And we’ll die.
Not in flesh, but to self
So that together we’ll live
To ring Time’s requiem bell

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