Heretoir - To Follow the Sun


War skin,
comforting hope
and rays of orange light.

When I spread my arms
I leave anything behind.

Take me away.
I'm drifting,
sense is stunned
and gone with the wind.
Enter the air..?
..I'll never.

Take me away,
far from here.
When i spread my arms
I leave everything behind.

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