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Hollowed and holy Borrowed and brand The map's not the mountain The lay is not the land The waters of Portugal Beloved new The waters of anywhere As a city blooms And all that I love will disappear Even if I stay For I myself am going where My nervous blood will sway Lost and leaving my fate And on the twelfth day I'll take a stand One ghost of many I'll raise my hand And all that I love will disappear Even if I stay For I myself am going where My nervous blood will sway Lost and leaving my fate Letras de canciones And all that I love will disappear Even if I stay For I myself am going where My nervous blood will sway Lost and leaving my fate Lost and leaving my fate From Letras Mania