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Standing on a dark horizon |
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I can feel the flames inside |
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Like the dawn it's drawing near |
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I can feel it drawing near |
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It's drawing near - |
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I hear the call of winds of war |
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How it rushes by |
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Like the words in songs of wisdom |
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Don't you know that |
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I feel the pain |
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I feel the pain |
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I feel the pain |
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And as I stand on stage tonight |
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And try to see beyond these lights |
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If I ventured, |
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If I dared |
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Would I find anybody there |
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For all my gods have gone insane |
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They see no evil, feel no pain |
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And all the hurts |
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I have inside |
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Are beyond their foolish pride |
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I never followed never led |
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And when they cut, |
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I never bled |
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I never gambled, never lost |
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But only now |
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I feel the cost |
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Of blaming ghosts to watch |
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Into reflections of myself |
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Or am I doomed to walk these graves |
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Or can the future still be saved |
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We're all alone |
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We're all alone |
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We're all alone [Repeat] |
