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How can you be sleeping? |
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Waves like weapons crash |
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Over us, cry for mercy |
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Let's hold fast hope |
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Who of us is cursed, or do we have to ask? |
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Search your souls and hold fast |
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No one speaks a word, then let the lots be cast |
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Truth be told and hold fast |
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White death wakes in black skies |
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Mark your maker's wrath |
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Fear and flames of azure |
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Climb the crooked mast |
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You will yet be baptized |
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Steeped in shattered glass |
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Sink and sing your answer |
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Let's hold fast |
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As strong arms grip your shoulders |
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Like dead hands of the past |
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Pray as you're tossed over |
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This breath could be your last |
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Quiet and cold |
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Silent and slow |
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Night black as coal |
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Miles here below |
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Find your faith and dive deep |
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Through living gateways pass |
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Lined with death and ivory |
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Let's hold fast, hold fast |
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Deep beneath the black dawn |
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Leagues from lightning's flash |
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Ribs will raise |
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Cathedrals |
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For the morning mass |
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Steel yourself in sackcloth |
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Roll your heart in ash |
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Scrape your skin with steel wool |
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Let's hold fast hope |
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Ribs will raise |
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Cathedrals for the morning mass |
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Scrape your skin with steel wool |
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Cross your heart and hold fast hope |
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Hold fast hope, hold fast hope |
