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There is a strange look of expectations of the faces of the |
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I meet, There is a building tention in the air, traces of sulphur in the breaths i take. |
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It seems that something has been growing, behind our backs for a long long time. |
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It's war that you taste when you open your mouth, it's the iron of blood waiting to be spilled. |
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It's the winds of revelation that are coming, the storm of armageddon is soon to be released. |
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There is a glow at the horizon, a second sun set in the east. |
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Still there is hope for a future, pure rid of people at least. |
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Hope we so secretly carry, that one day we may just be free. |
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Free of the lies and the liars, that all that remain is debree. |
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You may not admit it openly, you may not admit it at all. |
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But most things in your life are empty, hollow shallow and false. |
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You might not even fell the longing, to be put out of your misery. |
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But if you were handed the answer, |
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I'm sure you all would agree |
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There is a glow at the horizon, a second sun set in the east. |
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Still there is hope for a future, pure rid of people at least. |
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Hope we so secretly carry, that one day we may just be free. |
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Free of the lies and the liars, that all that remain is debree. |
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I don't believe it's impossible, |
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I don't think the road is too long. |
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I'm quite convinced we can bring this, even if most consider it wrong. |
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As we have said so many times, and history has proven us right. |
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It only takes but a dozen, to transform day into night. |
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There is a glow at the horizon, a second sun set in the east. |
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Still there is hope for a future, pure rid of people at least. |
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Hope we so secretly carry, that one day we may just be free. |
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Free of the lies and the liars, that all that remain is debree. |
