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These pagan roots have shown me much
Bleeding the fire and dance the moon
Time and size I will not always touch
All things must face their doom
I spilled my guts upon this stage
Rolled the dice and took the risk
Participated in the end of an age
The podium I will not miss
Goodbye renaissance
Goodbye guitar
Goodbye rock n' roll
Goodbye avant garde
