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We love to watch the children as they play, we love to see the simple toys they make Oh wondering, will they ever make their way out of the mud Wondering will they ever rise above their blood Within a man, a ladder to the stars Within a man the future and the past Oh slumbering, the serpent sleeping coiled within itself Oh remembering seven wheels that lead you to the self We wait for…childhood’s end We long for…childhood’s end We look towards the stars, time is calling Seven wheels of fire, will raise the fallen We look towards the skies, help is coming Seven wheels of fire, I know they’re coming In exile in exile, alone upon a dying world From Letras Mania