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I dreamt I saw the cities burning |
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At the gates I saw the angels cry |
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Now there'll be no turning |
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And still I wonder why |
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I dreamt I felt the hand of reason |
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Coming slowly down, it passed me by |
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It's just the killing season |
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Yeah, it's a foolish lie |
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We all run |
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It's a pity for everyone |
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It's all gone |
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And there's nothing that can be done |
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We all run |
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So get ready, the time has come |
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We all run |
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It's all over, the game is won |
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And I dreamt I took a thousand footsteps |
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To a sea as black and filled with tears |
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Now there'll be no goodness |
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For a thousand years |
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I dreamt I crossed a raging river |
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That was pure and clear and washed away |
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All my troubles wither |
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Into another day |
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We all run |
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It's a pity for everyone |
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It's all gone |
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And there's nothing that can be done |
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We all run |
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So get ready, the time has come |
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We all run |
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It's all over, the game is won |
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The cost is too much |
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In nothing we trust |
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Everything we touch |
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Turns into dust |
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We all run |
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It's a pity for everyone |
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It's all gone |
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And there's nothing that can be done |
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We all run |
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So get ready, the time has come |
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We all run |
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It's all over, the game is won |
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We all run |
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It's a pity for everyone |
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It's all gone |
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And there's nothing that can be done |
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We all run |
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So get ready, the time has come |
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We all run |
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It's all over, the game is won |
