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Living spaces, contaminated |
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By all the fatal scrap |
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They'll coming down, materialised |
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Enchanted by the grace of god |
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They'll keep their eyes on you |
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To turn around the fool |
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Separate the chaft from the wheat |
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To save you from decease |
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Escapism, the end of the road |
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Last judgement's last decree |
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Lost games, wrong aims |
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Blue planet only leased |
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They'll keep their eyes on you |
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To turn around the fool |
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Separate the chaft from the wheat |
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To save you from decease |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Betrayed souls, ruined lives |
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Common graves, eradication |
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Waiting for the end of time |
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In the battle of annihilation |
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They'll keep their eyes on you |
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To turn around the fool |
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Separate the chaft from the wheat |
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To save you from decease |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Living spaces, deserted |
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You've lost the chance you've got |
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Human race, transiency |
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A thing of the past |
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They'll keep their eyes on you |
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To turn around the fool |
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Separate the chaft from the wheat |
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To save you from decease |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
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Falling on the fields of honour |
