[00:00.78]Artist：death in june
[00:02.35]Songs Title：this is not paradise
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[00:45.19]Many blurred dead king's faces
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[00:48.74]Move photolike through time's gape and gauge
[00:50.86]
[00:52.74]The dull drum's thud and drone
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[01:01.04]Is not heroic battlebeat
[01:02.49]
[01:05.62]This is the grey clock's cog
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[01:09.74]These are not the banners of heroes
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[01:14.37]Or flags we should fly
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[01:19.55]These are not proud pennants
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[01:23.36]These are the clothes of prisoned mind
[01:26.73]
[01:28.48]These stumps of man on boxes
[01:30.47]
[01:31.72]Are not the vox or voces
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[01:36.81]Of god or gods
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[01:39.74]They are the forms of the breaths of dust
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[01:45.29]This is the great ocean of birth and death
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[01:52.34]Kye ma kya ma
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[01:55.21]Oh paradise
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[02:03.89]Never lost and not to be gained here
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[02:12.19]These are not the heroes
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[02:15.31]These are not more than drenched earthtops
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[02:19.18]These are not more than you or I
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[02:23.36]Listen
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[02:25.23]I swear by the blank of the moon
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[02:29.22]（Under the archen stars I stand alone）
[02:33.53]
[02:34.40]I swear by the spiting sttreaming sun
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[02:41.77]These cups of fire, of waterred scales
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[02:46.69]That cover our laughing round of spaces
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[02:51.31]Are nothing
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[02:54.81]Nothing
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[02:57.24]Like the mouse with horns
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[03:00.17]A fable full of lightless dark
[03:02.36]
[03:03.85]You are now to me the lost queen
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[03:08.06]The new age and her train moves on
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[03:12.98]Behind the smiling lips concealed
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[03:17.47]The clacking jaws of gummy rictus
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[03:20.78]Not motionless but emotionless
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[03:24.53]The savourless lines of open lies
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[03:29.02]Proclaim
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[03:30.95]This is the best
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[03:33.95]It shall ever be
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[03:37.50]Think of the things
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[03:40.50]That shall never be
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[03:43.25]And our soul stalks empty hearted
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[03:48.49]Empty-handed
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[03:50.80]As it hangs its light
[03:53.23]On hooks of symbols
[03:55.10]Hooks of gods and goats and hooks of crooks
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[04:00.53]You must know this is not paradise
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[04:06.15]Father time spins on and grins and skips his
[04:11.64]Scythe
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[04:13.76]Over our flowered heads
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[04:17.19]And takes us to the muddy house
[04:20.69]Of dreamless sleep
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[04:23.87]Oh this is not paradise
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[04:31.86]All the empty buildings clutching
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[04:35.85]Bags of pain and bone and skin
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[04:39.90]Masks of despair and waterruns
[04:45.15]The bells ring out and make no sense
[04:48.64]They make the skies bend
[04:52.01]Though you wait for me
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[04:58.62]This is not paradise
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[05:07.98]（Though you wait for me）
[05:09.79]This is not paradise...