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Pang of Ulster A sinking feeling welling up inside.
Knots once done now lie untied.
Otherworldly presence a spiritual guide.
Deep inside Hallowed oak where they reside.
Invisible to some but will never hide.
The gods that we all believe have died.
Clutching your cross with so much pride.
Believe in our god or to heaven be denied.
From this existence to the next we slide
From this plane to the next as we die
Immortal souls continue to fly
While weary eyes stand by stone monuments and cry
But beliefs should be free no need to choose a side.
This is the joining where 2 world's collide.
And in this moment we all must decide.
On what horse into a universe we ride.
Joining hands with our differences aside.
As from this plane to the next we gently glide.
From this existence to the next we slide
From this plane to the next as we fly
Immortal souls continue to fly
While weary eyes stand by stone monuments and cry
While weary eyes stand by stone monuments and cry.
