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The winds of the world are all changing
We’re trapped and we cannot be freed.
Though try as we might at arranging our fates,
Chance will not resign nor recede.
When the earth will tell all if you hear.
From the Lords to the bards and the dancers
Your lives are all tied to the years.
On what would your mind then dwell?
Find heights that were formerly unspoken
Illusions removed like a spell.
Break them.
How does it feel to be free?
Why does he stand there and serve?
For justice, revenge or for honour?
Or for coin does his loyalty swerve?
This life at some point will cease.
Do what you must for life’s treasures.
Do what you will for release.
Life is touched by remarkable flaws.
Walk away from the rest in their spirals.
Come now – walk out of the laws.