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Solo - Patrick 0:54 |
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Solo - Peter 1:01 |
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this is a dead man's vision we face |
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thinly laced with promise and hate |
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diluted and slaughtered |
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by frost bitten conductors |
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a heartless dissection of grace |
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nailed down and force fed lies |
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soldiers steadfast, defeating the design |
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(Chorus) |
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we bare these storms |
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with fists held tight |
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this our last lifeless winter |
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hidden in white |
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we bare these storms |
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with fists held tight |
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this our final hour |
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hidden in white |
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Solo - Peter 2:02 |
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Solo - Patrick 2:09 |
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now sink your teeth into the cold |
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and sign away to the brand |
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a bastard mold |
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is there and end in sight, |
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choked blind by the bright |
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deceitful light |
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nailed down and force fed lies |
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soldiers advance, defeating the design |
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(Chorus) |
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we bare these storms |
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with fists held tight |
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this our last lifeless winter |
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hidden in white |
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we bare these storms |
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with fists held tight |
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this our final hour |
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hidden in white |
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Solo - Patrick 3:10 |
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Solo - Andy 3:23 |
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Solo - Patrick 3:37 |
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Solo - Peter 3:50 |
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and so unfolds, this bottomless drop |
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bound to this path by blood |
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we spit right back, back in the face |
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of the faithless (of the faithless) |
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(Chorus) |
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we bare these storms (we bare these storms) |
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with fists held tight |
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this our last lifeless winter |
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hidden in white (hidden in white) |
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we bare these storms |
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with fists held tight (with fists held tight) |
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this our final hour |
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hidden in white |
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hidden in white |
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hidden in white |
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hidden in white |
