
Utopio
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Climb to the tallest mountain
Pull the rope pull the rope!
I am the savior, I am Utopio!
Was born to fight against the demons who bite
Not a wooden doll like Pinocchio
I'm a helpless bird with a broken wing
Tried to fly but the pain always stings
My goal is always up high
To deliver love and passion to the Queen on that lifeless hill
They tore my wings but I'm still struggling
They tied my legs but I keep on crawling
They shot me with arrows covered in flames
But I'm not burned yet
Either you come down and pick me up
Or I will continue climbing until I feel numb
As if I'm not already...
To all who dared to harm my queen be ready..
The return of Utopio will be your fall
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