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Far beyond the desert road |
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Where everything ends up |
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So good the empty space into the race |
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Forgive, forgot |
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Heal them, like fire from a gun |
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Kneeling, my god is the Sun |
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Heal them, with fire from above |
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Kneeling, my god is the Sun |
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I don't know what time it was |
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I don't wear a watch |
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So good to be an ant who crawls |
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atop a spinning rock |
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(beyond...) |
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Heal them, like fire from a gun |
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Kneeling, my god is the Sun |
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Heal them, with fire from above |
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Kneeling, my god is the Sun |
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Heal them, like fire from a gun |
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Kneeling, my god is the Sun |
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Healing, kneeling |
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godless heathens |
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Godless heathens always waltz on the sky |
