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Text: Bolt Thrower. Spearhead. Lament.

The time has come to leave this place, never to return
Nothing's left but ashes, my body now is spurned
Your sorrow will subside in time, my one true only friend
There is one thing we can do to avert this bitter end

Up amongst the stars I dwell tranquility is found
I look upon the earth to which all human life is bound
Alone I wander aimlessly for now my spirit's free
My soul exists within you as I guide your destiny

The tears of grief you weep for me through uncontrolled emotion
You have given me your all, a life time of devotion
So come my friend, take my hand together we shall see
The pathways through the darkness for all eternity, eternity