| When desolation is king
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| Breathe for the souls that are dead
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| And to the gods they will sing
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| Watch as the rivers turn red
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| They’re going nowhere
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| What will tomorrow bring?
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| And with a short prayer
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| Disregard everything
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| When the temptation is strong
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| Fools stand in line to be lost
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| They don’t know where they belong
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| And don’t know when they’ve been crossed
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| Rise every morning
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| And just like anyone
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| So close to falling
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| Maybe they’ll come undone
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| Scrawled in dust
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| Words you trust
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| O, sacred blood, divine lies
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| You never thought that you’d be misled
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| But then it came as a big surprise
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| And on this journey you fear to tread
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| There’s nothing near you will pacify
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| No holy prophet to crucify
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| A silent shadow, a burning flame
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| The empty picture that you became
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| Yeah, a destroyer of dreams
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| Hurt won’t get carried away
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| And just like broken machines
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| There’s nothing left to betray
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| Walk through the sweet fire
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| When there’s no need to run
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| Scream at the white choir
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| Hide from the midnight sun
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| Some are blessed
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| Some possessed
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| O, sacred blood, divine lies
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| You never thought that you’d be misled
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| But then it came as a big surprise
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| And on this journey you fear to tread
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| There’s nothing near you will pacify
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| No holy prophet to crucify
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| A silent shadow, a burning flame
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| The empty picture that you became
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| A thousand goodbyes
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| Are lost in the wind
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| A mother will cry
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| And all street lights dimmed
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| No sweet music plays
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| But still they will dance
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| And there’ll be no flowers
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| For this deadly romance
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| O, sacred blood, divine lies
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| You never thought that you’d be misled
|
| But then it came as a big surprise
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| And on this journey you fear to tread
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| There’s nothing near you will pacify
|
| No holy prophet to crucify
|
| A silent shadow, a burning flame
|
| The empty picture that you became
|
| O, sacred blood, divine lies
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| You never thought that you’d be misled
|
| But then it came as a big surprise
|
| And on this journey you fear to tread
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| There’s nothing near you will pacify
|
| No holy prophet to crucify
|
| A silent shadow, a burning flame
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| The empty picture that you became |