| Look beyond the window, tomorrow’s staring back
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| The book of lies is open, the sky is turning black
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| The great beyond is calling, the great divide is here
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| Humanity in ruin, the future grave and clear
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| Torn from tomorrow, torn from tomorrow
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| Today is raped and sold
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| Scenes of tomorrow, scenes of tomorrow
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| Are ready to behold
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| The wheel of life is cracked and dead
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| Torn from tomorrow, torn from tomorrow
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| The smell of burning skin
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| Scenes of tomorrow, scenes of tomorrow
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| The end will now begin
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| The wheel of life is cracked and dead
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| Torn from tomorrow, torn from tomorrow
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| As terror crawls through every head
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| Anxiet is burning, the eye of doom sees all
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| Apocalyptic vision, to oblivion we crawl
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| Lead — Coralles
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| Experiement in failure in the form of skin and bones
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| We’re born to feed on violence and bred as rapid drones
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| Forlorn winds, tombstoned minds
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| The foul remains of human kind
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| Lead — Bower |