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So it begins* |
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Our eyes drawn open, |
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Free from the thought of doubt, |
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Free from the selfish conflict. |
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Now blind these words, |
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Chase us. |
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With open arms we stand, |
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Before the dawn. |
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The sun seems to have been rising, |
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Ever since I can recall, |
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Branding a sense of permanence, |
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To this lying world. |
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Your words like icy air, |
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You lies like merciless, burning flesh. |
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To hope for something more, |
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To dream of substance. |
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Like a martyr before us, |
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We need to die. |
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Like a martyr before us, |
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We dream to die. |
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Masochistic to think, |
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This would be remembered (would be remembered). |
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Sadistic, perpetuation |
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Of stagnation. |
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There is nothing as empty, |
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As waiting to die. |
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We've spent our lives, |
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Wasting, as time eats us alive. |
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Your sunsets go on be-falling, |
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Ever since I can recall. |
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The only sense, |
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Of permanence, |
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In this dying world. |
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Sit back and watch, |
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As time eats us alive. |
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Everyone who know me, |
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Know me. |
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Destined to die, |
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Die. |
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The marks I left upon this world, |
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Will wash away, in time. |
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In time, |
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And so it ends. |
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In time, |
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It all finds an end. |
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In time, |
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And so it ends. |
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In time, |
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We all find an end. |
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With broken arms, |
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And hollow eyes, |
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I'll wait to return to oblivion. |
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Embrace our last, |
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Empty horizon. |
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Embrace our last, |
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Empty, |
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Horizons. |
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Horizons. |
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Horizons. |
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Horizons. |
