Common Tongue

In the language of the common tongue
We weave a strange uncommon tale
In the quiet of a midnight moon
We craft an everlasting spell
In the skin of frail and mortal life
We court an immortality
In the shadow of a thousand lies
We challenge what the truth might be
In the vacancy of happiness
We forge a kind of solitude
In the famine of our ignorance
We innovate a better food
In the winter of Indifference
We light the passion of our flames
In the language of the common tongue
We make ourselves uncommon names

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