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All of a tremble |
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You can feel their poison arrows |
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Have left their mark |
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Higher and higher |
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Wanna seize the day |
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While you're waiting for the dark |
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You're running from the disdain |
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You know this time |
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You won't turn around |
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Chasing an illusion, disillusion |
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Desire leading, downward bound |
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Into the black |
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You are tracing the riddle |
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Where no man's been |
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No turning back |
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No more lost in the middle |
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Never again, never again |
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Once you have opened your eyes |
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Down in the dark you'll be crossing the line |
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I'm a believer on the receiving end |
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Of the bat they hold with grace |
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Dead to the voices of the anxious |
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Timid of him who must not be named |
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Enticing me away now as the sun sets |
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To the truth that lies beyond |
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I'm chasing an illusion, an illusion |
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Revelation I'm coming home |
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Into the black |
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You are tracing the riddle |
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Where no man's been |
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No turning back |
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No more lost in the middle |
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Never again, never again |
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Once you have opened your eyes |
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Down in the dark you'll be crossing the line |
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You turn your back on the one |
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Willing to make up his mind |
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No you never stood in my shoes |
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Evil versus divine |
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You're feeling drawn to purity |
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Like a moth to the flame |
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Light at the end of the tunnel |
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Strange how the voice of the savior |
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Roars like a train |
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Into the black |
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You are tracing the riddle |
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Where no man's been |
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No turning back |
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No more lost in the middle |
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Never again, never again |
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Once you have opened your eyes |
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Down in the dark you'll be crossing the line |