When The Walls Fall
When the walls fall and the mist clears.
I stand tall.
When the walls fall and I let all of my fears fly away.
I shine through darkness.
I built the walls, therfore, I tear them down.
I am no longer afraid.
I will no longer hide.
When I bring down the walls.
The world better be ready.
Because...
When the walls fall
I will rise.
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