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The wall on which the prophets wrote |
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Is cracking at the seams. |
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Upon the instruments of death |
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The sunlight brightly gleams. |
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When every man is torn apart |
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With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [01:25.07] |
Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
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When silence drowns the screams. |
| [01:42.29] |
Confusion will be my epitaph. |
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As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
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If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. |
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But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [02:12.25] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:18.49] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:44.76] |
Between the iron gates of fate, |
| [02:52.49] |
The seeds of time were sown, |
| [02:59.41] |
And watered by the deeds of those |
| [03:06.94] |
Who know and who are known; |
| [03:13.34] |
Knowledge is a deadly friend |
| [03:21.18] |
If no one sets the rules. |
| [03:28.54] |
The fate of all mankind I see |
| [03:35.24] |
Is in the hands of fools. |
| [05:19.31] |
The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [05:27.11] |
Is cracking at the seams. |
| [05:33.83] |
Upon the instruments of death |
| [05:41.21] |
The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [05:48.10] |
When every man is torn apart |
| [05:55.41] |
With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [06:00.13] |
Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [06:09.11] |
When silence drowns the screams. |
| [06:15.81] |
Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [06:23.61] |
As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [06:31.49] |
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. |
| [06:38.98] |
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [06:45.73] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [06:52.64] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [06:59.61] |
Crying |
| [07:07.45] |
Crying |
| [07:14.07] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:21.34] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:27.95] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:36.25] |
Crying |
