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Once a year the white robes go on a quest
In search of a virgin, a child of innocence
Born of Apollon, divine is the heritagechosen by foe to accomplish a holy task
Bearer of pain, Bearer of painlighten the burdens of woe
Bearer of pain, Bearer of painheal the wounds of the city
I bear your weight upon my shoulders
I bleed for you and pray
I hear your moaning in my mind
I comfort night and day
From my tower to your foundationsmy soul reaches through your walls
Market square of guarded bastions
I answer to your calls
The tears of the city wiped away by summer breezethe pain is lightened by sweet, sweet dreams
The cries of despair are silenced with a lullabysleep my child, I'm with you, we are one
Bearer of pain
Now a year, her chamber is opened againled by servants, the old one is barely sane
Marked by her burdens, the guardian can finally restreplaced by another, carrying on the continuing test
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