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I once knew that everything around me leapt for you |
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And I spoke with fiery tongue of heavens fall and of your kingdom come |
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The words I was saying were leaving with ease but countered the actions that follow my feet |
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Oh the seduction of meaningless things |
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I've been eating from gravesides |
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Swearing oaths to the fairest of moons |
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Trading masters by firelight |
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And sleeping in their tombs |
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All creation waits - Aching for the day |
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(Earth, the sky, and savage tide will vanish under heavens rise - falling, fading) |
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There is no escape - From what the author fates |
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(Greater souls than we conceive - Concern themselves with our retreat) |
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I've been drifting in my words |
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I've been shifting my affection to whatever love may call my name |
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Babel were your men so dim |
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To build their gods and worship them |
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Erect escape in increments |
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And place their faith in intellect |
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Now we've been weeping at gravesides |
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Swearing hope is an island away |
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Just a spark for the firelight |
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To keep despair at bay |
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My brothers, we are foolish |
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If this is how we think we can exist, there is no hope |
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We are all hopeless, we are broken |
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No tower built could ever save our souls |
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There is no hope, there is no |
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All creation waits |
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Aching for the day |
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(Falling, fading) |
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There is no escape |
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From what the author fates |
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(Falling, fading) |
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We've been living in shadows |
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Soon exposed to the light |
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Our existence will rupture |
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When the maker arrives |
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Every vanity shattered |
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Every galaxy frayed |
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We will suffer no longer |
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In these delicate frames |
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But no man knows the season or the time |
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And fault will find us all in guilty lives |
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And only mercy can a hope provide |
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Return, Repent, |
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Before deep heaven falls upon our heads. |
