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Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves |
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Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out |
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Marble stained with rust faded paintings on the walls |
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Beaten towers crumble haunted only by the wind |
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I will live forever no angels left to hold me |
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I will be the final man |
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Picking up the given challenge of the fallen gargoyle angels |
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Headed on collision course with martyrs tied as fenders |
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Driving like a mad dog going faster than a bullet |
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Pulled by gravitation from a million tonnes of stone |
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Human insects lived here crawling through the underground |
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Beehive built in stainless a cathedral for the slaves |
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Spineless cowards guided by ideals they couldn't grasp |
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Giving up their freedom in the hope of being chosen |
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In the twilight grows the shadows hollow hand that tries to catch me |
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Omens can not stop me because all the prophets died |
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Like the ancient temples their monument survived them |
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Speeding through the ruins I left the bridges burning |