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A distant alarm, a sound from far away |
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We raised our heads towards the sky but there was nothing there to see |
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The restless crowd is now breaking the silence |
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Anxiety is rising, the sky is turning dark |
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A riot is emerging, men beat men to death |
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This is unexplainable, a fight without a battle |
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The alarm resounds and someone called in a speaker: "This is not a drill, I repeat: this is not a drill..." |
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Today we die, today we testify |
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All we do must come to an end - this is the end |
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Reversed evolving, turning people into beasts |
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They're feasting on eachother, strong consume the weak |
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Flaming ruins, society is lost |
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Shattered city streets filled with blind, nameless creatures |
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The sky cracks open, dust is descending |
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Breath the black air, feel darkness in your lungs |
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Silence - nothing makes a sound |
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But we can still hear, the sound of the alarm |
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Today we die, today we testify |
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All we do must come to an end - this is the end |
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A distant early warning |
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A sound from far away |
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We raised our heads |
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Towards the sky |
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Towards the alarm... |