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The day has come and the world is waiting in the open |
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A timeless stream of violence is written on the walls |
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The endlessness has reached out its final destiny |
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And the hope of man has gone into a dreamers mind |
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Can you see those eyes of falling faith? |
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Can you sense the smell of non belief? |
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Will you realise when it's time to die? |
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Can you feel the need to stay awake? |
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Into the point of no return |
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The day is new and the world appears in a new delight |
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How can that be? |
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From where I stand is hard to see faces of reality |
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The insanity of the prophecy |
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Can you see those eyes of falling faith? |
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Can you sense the smell of non belief? |
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Will you realise when it's time to die? |
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Can you feel the need to stay awake? |
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Enter the field where silence sleeps |
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Where the demons on your way is all you see |
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Enter the flames of love and of hate |
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To receive the voices of dismay |
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Enter the gates of demarcation |
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The calling of desperate |
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Enter the centre of deception |
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A new dimension has been born |
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Can you see those eyes of falling faith? |
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Can you sense the smell of non belief? |
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Will you realise when it's time to die? |
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Can you feel the need to stay awake? |
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Enter the field where silence sleeps |
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Where the demons on your way is all you see |
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Enter the flames of love and of hate |
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To receive the voices of dismay |
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Enter the gates of demarcation |
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The calling of desperate |
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Enter the centre of deception |
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A new dimension has been born |
