Hate hides deep within the folds of love,
Hate hides deep within the love of all,
Hate hides deep within the love they give,
Within their love, within their love's embrace.
The blood of blooms, a million red, entwined
Within the spring, in beauty's fragile space.
Hate hides deep within the love of all,
Hate hides deep within the love they give.
Build high the towers, joy's magnificent keep,
Yet, for the castle, do not cast down stones,
Build high the towers, joy's magnificent keep,
Yet, for the castle, do not cast down stones.
For just a thread, a breath, a fleeting span,
A thread between the palace and the grave,
A thread between the palace and the grave.
Hate hides deep within the love of all,
Hate hides deep within the love they give.
In moments, truth transforms to whispered tale,
In moments, tales become a sweet, true dream.
In moments, truth transforms to whispered tale,
In moments, tales become a sweet, true dream.
So, heart, I plead, let not your soul depart,
Let not your soul be swayed by victory,
Let not your soul be swayed by victory,
In winning, losing, in the rise and fall,
In winning, losing, in the rise and fall.
Hate hides deep within the love of all,
Hate hides deep within the love they give,
Hate hides deep within the love of all,
Hate hides deep within the love they give.
Within their love, within their love's embrace,
Within their love, within their love's embrace.
The blood of blooms, a million red, entwined
Within the spring, in beauty's fragile space.
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