[00:01.87]bury your dead-sun moon star
[00:32.47]no There's looking back
[00:34.28]and don't ever look down
[00:36.10]Is the only advice
[00:38.02]that I ever have found
[00:40.08]That's justified each day
[00:42.24]with each breath that we take
[00:43.92]While we're dying each day
[00:45.92]from decisions we make
[00:48.35]
[01:09.02]Angels brave the dying
[01:10.64]years lost can't be retrieved
[01:12.70]Regret, a constant, mourning
[01:14.83]For those surrounding me
[01:16.51]Angels brave the dying
[01:18.63]years lost can't be retrieved
[01:20.63]Regret, a constant, mourning
[01:22.69]For those surrounding me
[01:24.37]you're not getting older
[01:25.81]You're just getting old.
[01:28.12]
[01:28.68]My youth is wearing off.
[01:30.74]Better to have loved and lost
[01:33.05]Praying hands are tied
[01:36.10]
[01:36.73]I look up to an angel's cry,
[01:40.10]if the roses don't bloom this time
[01:44.39]I'm bleeding their red petals dew off the dead
[01:47.95]
[02:04.36]My pulse beats the blood of the undead.
[02:08.77]My pulse beats the blood of the undead.
[02:12.02]My pulse beats the blood of the undead.
[02:16.26]My pulse beats the blood of the undead.
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