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Every flower, every creature is unique.
Beautiful it seems, but there is one that needs to be redeemed.

You are more, you are more than a conquerer;
you're more than a prisoner of this world of pain.
You've come home.

Do lions ever question their strength?
Are they always prepared for battle,
with helmet, sword and breastplate.

You are more, you are more than a conquerer;
you're more than a prisoner of this world of pain.
You've come home.

I'm a wilting flower on barren ground.
Revive me cause I'm withered.
Well have no fear.

You are more than a conquerer.
You are more than a prisoner.
You've come home.