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I wield the story of these wasted lands. |
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Memories buried in the past, fantasies and dreams |
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guide you through adventures beyond your mind, oh, oh. |
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Flowers grew before the tragic fire. |
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I see the scarlet skies crashing down before my eyes. |
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Is this the end is this the final call? |
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The earth is cracking through the lands. |
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Heavens are falling down. |
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Erratic skylines drawing near. |
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I had a dream with smoke and fire, tragic scenes, |
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a lucid nightmare, the ending was surreal. |
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I see the dark embrace the light. |
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Insidious, the skies. |
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And so the end arrives. |
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Universe collapse in time. |
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Is this the end, the final call? |
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See lightning flashes through the night |
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loosing perspective of time. |
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Transcended souls lost in despair. |
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I had a dream with smoke and fire, tragic scenes, |
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a lucid nightmare, the ending was surreal. |
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I see the dark embrace the light. |
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Insidious, the skies. |
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In those times of complications I cried. |
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Trapped in time with this broken mirror; |
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the world's a broken figure. |
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Once we were here. |
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I wield the story of these wasted lands. |
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Memories buried in the past, fantasies and dreams |
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guide you through adventures beyond your mind. |
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Flowers grew before the tragic fire. |
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I see the past that never comes to be. |
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History ends in misery, |
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memories and dreams. |
