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we fear the void like some dark temptation |
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(calling you under) |
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pulling us off course |
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just as we are beginning to get closer |
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closer to the light, closer to the light |
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and it gets harder to concentrate |
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and it gets harder to concentrate |
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and it gets harder to concentrate |
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and we must keep our faces pointing |
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straight into the light |
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and upwards into his domain |
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we can have help as we are getting closer |
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closer to the light, closer to the light |
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and it gets harder to compensate |
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and it gets harder to compensate |
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and it gets harder to compensate |
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i can see you, you're not there fog of existence fills the air |
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i can't matter now i've found art of freedom, safe and sound |
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when i feel that hope is lost only the devoted know the cost |
