I went back to the treacherous city,
Back to the place I tried to run away from;
Fear is their king of wickedness and madness,
Who'd plunge you down deep into the darkness.
I have always been afraid,
Spend the rest of my life hiding;
Not until I met One, a knight who shine so brightly,
Walks without terror, and loves everyone madly.
Now that I found him,
A sudden realization came to me;
A life in fear and buried to inexistence,
Was a propaganda to remain captive in mess.
I went back to the treacherous city,
Back to the place I tried to run away from;
But Fear will be no longer the king,
We will rise in gallantry as the angels sing.
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