Putrid words from sharpened tongues
Are spewing them from our mouths
Without a translation
We're just making sounds
The pride of a lion is your disguise
But the fear of a coward's in your eyes
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Out sight and Out of mind
Make everything alright
So let the sky and sea collide
Just not in our lifetime
The end is running
Late tonight
The kingdom comes crashing
Down into ashes
Careful what you're asking for
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Chasing the rapture