Đóng góp: Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn.
I ride the winds of morning to see the man that's burning.
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Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn.
I ride the winds of morning to see the man that's burning.
In my head I hear the song a million voices strong.
I feel the heart of conscious returning, that's why the man
is burning.
BurningM an