| Time spins it’s hands and reveals dire plans
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| Locked and loaded, pull the trigger
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| Destined to rise, we’ve got nothing to lose
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| Destined to rise and to fall
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| Hold your breath
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| Oh my God It’s all happening
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| Seems it’s more than a fairy tale
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| Whispers control our fate
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| Wings of Icarus if you burn too quickly
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| From ashes we will rise
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| Will we fly? |
| Will we die?
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| In the unknown you have to question fantasy
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| Let’s see what we’re made of
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| Panic. |
| Motivation
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| Swallow the doubt and suffocate the urgency
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| There’s no turning back now
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| Chaos is a ladder
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| Silently you told yourself that this was all a joke despite my faith
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| Look me in the eye, say it to my face, tell me I will fail
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| And I will prove you wrong
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| One final chance to give up and go back
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| To hell with that, onward we march!
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| Oh my God It’s all happening
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| Seems it’s more than a fairy tale
|
| Whispers control our fate
|
| Wings of Icarus if you burn too quickly
|
| From ashes we will rise
|
| Will we fly? |
| Will we die?
|
| In the unknown you have to question fantasy
|
| Let’s see what we’re made of
|
| Panic. |
| Motivation
|
| Swallow the doubt and suffocate the urgency
|
| There’s no turning back now
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| Chaos is a ladder
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| Will we fly? |
| Will we die?
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| Soon they will be seeing what we are believing |